Can you believe that? She was actually happy to hear that I was gay. Because she'd known for months that I was miserable about something, and now that it's out in the open, she says I can relax.
How cool is that?
Now if only my mom could just stop looking at me like I'm her Little Disappointment.
In the Comments section of my earlier post, Mary wrote:
You pointed out how not-so-Li'l Lily wants to make this all about her so she can wallow in the bad hand motherhood dealt her.
Is that really what all this is about? Is this really more about my mom feeling like a failure because she didn't know that I was gay than it is about me being gay in the first place?