So I finally got up the nerve to tell my mom I'm bi. I was really really nervous about it, because even though I've known my whole life I'm bi, I only recently accepted myself the way I am. But I wanted her to know ... ME: Mom, do you believe in bisexuality? MOM: Yeah ... I think so. ME: Because I - MOM: YOU'RE NOT BISEXUAL. ME: I'm not making it up. MOM: (SIGH) Look, if you like making out with a chick, you like making out with a chick. Talk to me when you've had a little more experience. Whatever. It's fine. I don't want to talk about it anymore. So she knows. I mean, methinks that might have gone over worse. Ha ha, I do feel good about having told her.
How... interesting. I'd give her some time to mull this over. I have no idea how her outlook on this will change as time passes and her thoughts and feelings 'stabilize' but I wish the best for you. Also, congratulations on coming out to your mom =) It's one of the harder things to do for many people and you did it. Treat yourself to something nice, if you like. I'd treat you, but I have negligible money that isn't being saved, and, of course, I don't live where you do.
