She found out. She found out about the comments. She found out about the looks. She found it out all thanks to my mac book. I cried a river and a half and still did not shout. But instead of comfort. Instead of being pulled embrace. She sat with a disgusted face. She said' why didn't you tell me.' She said ' why hide this from me I'm your mother for gods sake'. This is why I didn't want to see. I was scared I would worry your heart and make you cry. You called father and he told me it was going to be alright. I love my father. Even though I say it not so often. I love him. I love the way he supports me and my choices. And doesn't question me. He let's be free. You left for work and I cried some more. When you got home I said i didn't want to talk about it anymore.
