September 1998

I came out to my mom today. I was making a new entry in my address book for my girlfriend, and accidentally called her "my nomad." SO I just said:

"She and I are seeing each other."

"What exactly do you mean," she asked.

"I don't know, dating? Going out? Kissing, touching and having sex?"

Ok, so I didn't say the last one...

We'd both decided to let our parents in on our relationship, and the sooner the better. She did, and her Dad took it in stride, her Mom was just confused. Both had suspected. My Mom says that she, too suspected, but she was mighty quiet after I told her. My Dad's next... he's out of the country for a good long time though, so it won't be face to face. I still don't know if that's good or bad.

For all my talk last month, I'm glad I did it. I was really getting sick of hiding it from her the last couple months. It was no big deal when she wasn't living with me, but having her here, there have been times, I'll admit, when I want to act like a real girl and gush on and on about my relationship, and find myself stopping dead in my tracks thinking, wait, I can't even tell her I'm in one.

Still, there are very few people who know, and I'm going to keep it that way I while longer.

I'll keep this short this time, and fill you in on all the further details of my 'outing' some other time.


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