Dear Journal,

I believe today is going to be a strange day. It may sound odd enough to even begin the day by saying it will be bizarre…but somehow I inherently feel today it is going to be a different. You may presume this would be due to what I would do differently today, but in fact, it’ll be because of what happened yesterday. I came out to a very close family friend, close enough to be my aunt, that is.

Today is the birthday of my deceased aunt. i never got to know her personally she was tragically taken away from our family before i was even born.

The psychopath whom murdered her and a few other women was let out of prison a few months ago after the charges brought on him fell through.

My family all got together tonight but since i had to work late I'm left here at home by myself instead of paying my respects with the family.

So i figured id show my respects through a journal.

Ok, I first wrote this a week or so ago, but I accidently shut my computer off and lost it. So I will try to rewrite it as best I can.
Well my mom, aunt, and I went to eat one night, and I decided to see what they'd say. So I used the classic- my friend- excuse, but it worked even better becuase my friend actually is. I asked them what they thought of her being bi. My mom said
"I think she's confused on which gender she wants to fu4k"

ohhh my god. i just had the craziest family dinner ever.
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for context:
+my grandma lives in new york, upper east side. she's rather a typical grandma, technologically challenged, caring, fussy, and a tad embarrassing in public.
+my aunt (well, one of them, but i won't be mentioning the others) is a little unusual. she's a runner, fine, but she's crazy about it--she's like 5'4" or something and only weighs 100lbs. yes, she is kind of "built like that" anyway, but she's neurotic about her health.