So, at lunch today, I came out as bisexual to my mom.
She took it really well—I didn’t expect her to take it badly, I mean, seeing as she was raised with two moms and all, but I…I was a little scared she would start to look at me differently. But she didn’t. She even said that she had even suspected it a little. That made me happy, sort of. I don’t know why.
I’m not sure how I’m going to tell my dad, though. He’s a Democrat and supports LGBT rights and all, but he still gets a little weirded out when boys kiss on TV, and he really doesn’t get the transgender character on Glee. And it’s not like we never talk or that we aren’t close—it’s just we don’t talk about such personal things very often. We joke around more often, or talk about politics and television and serious things, but just not serious things about ourselves. I wouldn’t say that I’m worried about coming out to him, rather just…unsure of how to bring it up. Mom thinks I shouldn’t try to tell him “until I have to”, which means…until I get a girlfriend? I’m not sure.
But yeah. That’s what happened today. <:^)