It was an accident. I didn't want it to happen like this.
She wasn't supposed to find out this way.
I suppose what's done is done.
My mom now knows that I am not straight.
She doesn't exactly accept me, but she doesn't hate me. Which I suppose is good.
She believes that it's "just a phase," but it isn't.
She thinks that me liking more than one gender is "a way out" if I decide that I don't want to date someone of one of the genders. Maybe she's right. I've never really thought about it though.
I've felt attraction to all genders. I've had boyfriends. I've had girlfriends. I've had non-binary partners.
I don't understand why my mom thinks that you can only like one gender.
I do understand that eventually I will choose the one. But until then, I will continue to feel attracted to all genders. To everyone.
All I can say is that I am thankful that my mom doesn't hate me for who I am.
Whoops...I meant to post this a while ago... Sorry
Anyways, here you go... I'm going to post the next one too sooooo enjoy ^^
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The Misunderstood
Historia CortaThis was a project that we had to do in English... And I decided to post it cause I'm actually kinda proud of it lolol. I wrote this entire story and unfortunately it is not fiction. This is all real life accounts from well... my life.
