Story #1628

When I came out, I had stayed up the night before writing my mom and dad a letter that I would give them before I went to school. However, I didn’t know where to put the letter so she would see it… and when I went to tie my shoes I dropped it on the ground. She then proceeded to ask me what it was and I stammered on my words, handing it to her and trying to run out the door. She said, “No, I want to talk about whatever is in this with you. Let me do your hair.” There I was with my mom, who was curling my hair at the time, telling her that I love all kinds of people. It’s been three years since then, and she and my father are super supportive! (F/16/Pan)