So I...

[Kim]

I live with my mum, I'm bisexual.

I told her when I was 16 with a help of a friend, we tried to make it into a joke to see her reaction but she just laughed saying I wasn't. At that point she knew it was more than a joke. Needless to say, she had a bad a reaction. She went off into the bathroom to cry, my friend followed and tried to console her but had no luck. Me and my friend were both due to go out late night Christmas shopping, we went anyway but it put a downer on the evening as you could imagine.

My mum and I attemped to have a conversation about it when I came home from shopping but I remained quiet as I was really scared and uncomfortable. Since, then we haven't spoken a word on the subject. I've kinda crawled back into the closet and I'm guessing she must think that it was a phase.

It hurts that she doesn't know the truth, even if she does, it hurts that I can't be myself and express myself freely.

I haven't told my dad due the reaction that my mum had, but he's tried to hint once when talking about homosexuality that he's fine with all that. It doesn't stop me from being scared to admit being bisexual though.

One of my friends at University knows, I told her via Facebook and she was totally cool with it and supportive but other than FB, we don't really talk about it when were together in real life.

It's just horrible bottling up all this emotion, I'm 23 now so it's been a long time since. I long for the day where I can talk about girls with friends or family without feeling embrassed or uncomfortable.

This is just my two cents.