So I told my mom.
"Mom, would you be upset if I told you I like girls?"
"I.. I think I do."
"No, I don't think so."
"No, I think you're confused."
And so on.
Basically, the rest of the conversation was about how I should just focus on other things, and not think about how I feel about the same sex.
Great, right? More stuffing down feelings.
I mean, I would have been shocked, I think, if she had expected it. I know my friends expect it, because they saw the way my ex bff and I were. But Mom? Nah, she thinks ex bff influenced me to be that way, and she says that's what I'm feeling (I told her about kissing ex bff, but not about the sex..).
Completely wrong... though I lied about the having sex part..
Mom says I don't have enough "life experience" to make a "decision" like this.
At least she didn't completely flip out on me, and we were actually joking around after a while.
And while I should feel better about telling her, which she said she was glad I told her, I don't. I feel worse.
I have a headache.
I'll probably write more tomorrow night.