"Fun Home" Bechdel covers a variety of themes throughout her story. A couple that had an impression on me were identification and regret. I personally feel that these are the two main themes of the book. Bechdel's difficulty with determining her identity was an issue she seemed to deal with since childhood. She preferred to look and act like a boy rather than a girl. In the beginning I didn't think too much of it because young kids don't always identify with things that society may deem gender specific. For instance, young girls may want to play in the dirt as opposed to dressing up and young boys may choose to play dress up instead of rolling in dirt. It doesn't necessarily mean anything when you're a young child, but if such feelings persist through adolesence and young adulthood then it may be hard to decipher who you really are. I believe that dealing with such a situation is difficult to begin with; however, if you do not have anyone to talk to or get support from then the problem becomes much worse. In Bechdel's case she never had anyone to turn to for help. Her parents were distant not only from each other, but from Alison and her brothers as well. There were no emotions expressed between any family members, which caused a social barrier. There was information that was never disclosed to any of the kids until they were older. When Bechdel started college she became more aware of homosexuality and felt that maybe she was a lesbian. I felt a sense of denial within Bechdel when the two girls invited her to the lesbian-feminist concert. She acted like they were freaks instead of people that she could finally talk to about her feelings. When Bechdel found out about her dad's homosexual experiences I know at first she was shocked, but I think there was also a feeling of understanding...almost like an "a-ha" moment where she finally could see where she came from. In Bechdel's case I don't know how I would react to such news. I could either be happy that I now had a connection with a parent who I never felt close to; or upset because someone I thought I knew isn't really who they seemed to be. It has to be a very difficult situation either way, probably quite traumatizing too.