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Entry 521: I'm Screwed
I came home to find out my mom gave my room a thorough cleaning. That's thorough, as in: she went through every drawer, flipped the mattress, cleaned under the bed.
Without asking or telling me. Found the flyers, magazines, and the, uh, private stuff. Which means she found out everything.
She's waiting downstairs, for an explanation. Y'all know I wanted to come out in my senior year of college. But now, college is probably out. Possibly be homeless. But I'm not gonna lie, not now, not EVER. No regrets. None.
(Written for Take Pride, Profile Mental Health)
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