For the first time my mom and I openly discussed my sexuality. I had left her a letter Sunday before going to my friend's house [same day I told those friends] and had told her that I don't really want to talk about, I just didn't feel comfortable. And actually, I didn't feel comfortable about it today... not completely, anyway.
I told her that S and C know and that I hadn't told Y, but was going to. Mom asks "So you're bi?" and I just felt the blood rush to my head, I don't know, it feels wierd saying that I am bi. I answered "Yeah, I guess... I could go out with a guy, and the same with a girl... I guess." But there's no guess to it. I would. It just sounds so... I don't know, strange.
I'm taking assumption I'll work into comfort now that I'm open about it with people [some, anyway] and that it will become more natural to talk about it and such.
My mom asked if I had based my realization on my attraction for Emily Haines. I said no, and if that was the only thing making me lean towards homosexuality, then it was probably nothing. On the phone with C I mentioned this and she said that almost everyone probably has an attraction to someone of their same sex eventually. [I wished she was hinting that she had that attraction for me.]