blaugh So a little backround on myself. I'm currently 17 and in my senior year in highschool. I've have know I had at least like girls since I was 13. So when I saw 15, I had told a few close friends about my feeling and they totally didn't care as long as I was still "me." I had thought long and hard about one family member I was willing to tell and I had concluded my older sister. We were never "close" since she is 13 years older, but I trusted her more than anyone. So I texted her on my way home from school. That night she came over and we spent an hour talking, and not a good kind of talk. Long story short I was crying most of the time. She told me if I didn't tell my mom by the end of the week, she would. Then she left.
The way I had planned on telling my mother was right before I left the house for college I would be like, "Hey I like girls...peace out!" And leave. So of course i was basicly having a panic attack. My mom saw me crying and sort of wiggled it out of me that night. When I finally told her I was crying and shaking so bad.
She called it a phase. Which told me she didn't accpet what I was saying. She even compared me to my sister, who aparently went through the same "phase." I was so sad that she didn't take it seriously, but thanks to my friends who make jokes about it to make me forget it. My mother avoids anything to do with lesbians or gays, which I'm fine with. She'll have to accpet it when I show up with a girl one holiday.
So there's my story. I still think about it all the time, but it won't stop me from loving the people I love. heart
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