Nashville's PFLAG and my University's GSA, Lambda, hosted a screening of the movie on campus, and we had 20-30 people show up (although we could have accommodated a hundred). It was fantastic, although I was crying like a leaky faucet throughout because of the similar experiences I have been through, but I had my boyfriend there to hold my hand and lean-on, so it was all okay.
Apparently my Southern Baptist parents and brother watched the movie at home ort least partially for my brother as he was also on the computer (and my dad only saw the second half of it), but my mother was apparently distraught and in tears too from watching it. I was really impressed that she watched it of her own accord AND had my high school freshman brother in the room too. Kudos to them all, and they thought it was a good movie too.
Silly story: Boyfriend apparently knows the formula for Lifetime movies, and at the very end when the mother embraces the boy, I start bawling as he tries to tell me that it was a spot-on Lifetime ending like he predicted, to which I tried to "shh" him because I was experiencing the moment. Haha.
Some people are so afraid of life that they forget they're supposed to be living it. So many people are concerned with what-ifs. Don't you be afraid; don't you dare be afraid.