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So I guess I built my hopes up a little too much. I was hoping my mom would take the fact that I have a girlfriend a little better than she did. She isn't going to disown me or anything like that but...I don't know. She is 62 years old, she grew up almost three generations ago, she sees the entire world of what's right and wrong in a completly different light, and I understand that. But I'm closer to her than anyone in the world and I just want to share every aspect of my life, especially those that make me exceedingly happy, with her. I could have just been one of those people who don't tell their moms and what not but I can't hide things from her, even when it's something she doesn't want to hear. The weekend we went down to Augusta she was hounding me about "Have (I) met any nice boys? ...or girls?" Apparently because I went to gay pride and I have a love is love sticker...Obviously, she knew, but since there really wasn't anything going on at that point and I didn't know if there would be I didn't want to talk to her about it. But when it became concrete I told her, she asked, didn't she? Maybe I just shouldn't have told her... I don't know. Maybe she'll get used to it...
Oh by the way, I have a girlfriend, didn't I tell you? :)
Oh by the way, I have a girlfriend, didn't I tell you? :)