The Day I Came Out To My Mother

Shitty day.
I’m having one of those days today. I thought today would just be a regular day, but BOY! was I wrong. Tonight has been a very crazy night, to put a bit of decency to what happened.

My dad came in my room and apparently could smell marijuana. The guy clearly doesn’t know me. He should know that I would not do such thing… but NO!!! He accused me of doing drugs. For a guy who doesn’t smoke, not even a cigarette, that's really insulting. So I had to talk back… the talk back turned to him hitting me… and my mom came in to intervene.

The bitch (please excuse my vulgar word, but I’m just really angry) talked shit about my friends being a “BAD INFLUENCE” and even criticized my studies. The “Father of the Year” doesn’t see any of my good qualities: all he sees are my bad side, which I’m not gonna deny, I do have it.

Anyway, my nanay (mom) who I love very much, came in to talk to me in a sincere, a very sincere way. In her motherly tone, she asked me if I'm doing anything drug-ish. I will never lie to my mom so I told her the truth. She told me that she was there for me and I should tell her about my life. Anything that’s been buggin me, problems that I’m facing. And there it was, the perfect time to say it: “Problema ko, bakla ako”. Then there was silence… I was a bit relieved, a bit embarrased, a bit scared of how she's going to react. Eh, its about time I told her.

Then she asked “why?”

I said “I don’t know”. Hehe I didn't want to lecture about the "Nature, Nurture" debate; gene contribution, the Kinsey Report, etc. Now is not the time...
(its weird how I can still manage to have a sense of humor during these times ::lol::)

Anyway, she told me to respect my dad and walked out of my room. I’m pretty sure we’ll talk about it tomorrow. When my dad’s not around; the guy’s narrow minded, he won’t get it. We’ll see what’s gonna happen…

November…first comes “LOVE”; second “Coming Out” … hmm what else will this month bring me???