Uppoppedafox was talking about coming out stories on twitter today. The general consensus was that coming out stories are trite. Mine is sorta scandalous (though I’m leaving out that part.) But telling my mother was funny.
After 6 months of dating my First Girlfriend, I decide to move in with her (and her 4 roommates, but that’s a whole other story.) First Girlfriend had been coming to visit me at my mom’s (where I was living between semesters at school) so my mom know her and, presumably, liked her. One of First Girlfriend’s roommates also happened to be my favorite aunt – and my mom’s favorite sister- so she knew that everyone who lived there was gay.
I was in the bathroom, packing my ridiculous number of bathroom items into a box, and my mom came in. She put the lid down on the toilet, sat on it and asked, “Are you going to tell me why you’re moving?”
For whatever reason, I wasn’t feeling direct. I told her “you know, Mom. I can’t live with you forever. They live near the beach, it will be fun to live with friends, I just think it’s time. It’s closer to school than from here. There’s lots of reasons.”
To which my mother replied, “I know you’re lovers. You might as well tell me.”
To which I replied, “Uh…. okay.”
I wasn’t always so articulate as I am now.
From → Barbara Bits, LGBT Specific
alwaysofftopic 
Um, okay. Having a hard time imagining you speechless!
It rarely happens, but it does. Apparently, it’s memorable. One of my friends still tells people how her 23-year-old daughter left me speechless. Her daughter just turned 28. Let. It. Go. 😉
Hahaha! That was an awesome mom moment. Almost as good as my mom saying, “that’s what you wanted to talk to me about? I already knew that. Now can you tell me something important? How do I start the grill?” Lol…
I love that!!!