So Today...

Today I went to the hair salon with my mom to make an appointment to get it cut, and I showed the picture of the style I want (see previous post) to my mom. Her first reaction, I kid you not, was to say, "Is this your way of coming out as a dyke?" I had to awkwardly laugh that one off by saying, "Haha, yeah. I'm coming out of the closet via haircut. Ha...ha...ha..." All was fine until I expressed my fear of what my class mates would say. My mom thinks that they'll "Whisper and be like, 'Look at Samm. What a dyke.'" Thanks mom. I get that she's not trying to be offensive, but really. Enough is enough.

Then things really got awkward when she started to make fun of Tegan Quin and I jumped to her defense with something along the lines of, "Mom! Stop making fun of her! She's the love of my life." To which my mom responded, "I thought you weren't a lesbian?" To which I did not respond.

I should just come out.