Ah this one I’ve definitely blogged about before and there’s a fair bit on this blog about not being able to tell my parents about my life.
I’m not really sure why it upset me so much that I couldn’t tell them about things going on in my life. But I got used to it, having said that, I took immense joy in showing them photos of me at Pride and talking about my girlfriend, The Jellicle Cat.
I do find people who have a close relationship with their parents weird, but it does look very nice. On the other hand I was saying the idea of marriage looked nice the other day and then the Pirate pointed out some of the realities which, well it’s just the same as everything else isn’t it.
I’m queer, kinky, poly as ever and my parents would view queer and poly as the same as kinky – something you do in the bedroom and better not talk about unless you really have to. But it’s nice to self describe as a lesbian to my Mum these days.