On the 15th of May, 2011 (the day after Mother’s Day) I came out to my Mom. Knowing that she would not be proud or happy to hear this information,I do not regret telling her. I remember the following weeks after telling her, I wished I had never told her so my life and relationship with my her would be easier. After pondering on the person I would be if I didn’t tell her, I imagined this closeted scared me, afraid to be herself around her own mother. I didn’t want to lie about the guys she thought I was interested in, or the hunky athletes that I didn’t drool over. I just wanted to be free and honest with myself and my family. Even though my mom doesn’t like my “choice of being gay”, what should ultimately matter is that I am happy.
The last 16 months of my life have been the happiest I have ever been. I can’t put my finger on the exact moment where I wanted to share my everything with this girl, when I wanted to do nothing but talk and dance with her. I love her so much and her family is so amazingly loving, welcoming, beautiful, and kind. I am so honored to be a part of her family. I would be lost in this world without my Michelle, and my heart would be forever broken. I want to raise kitties and yellow lab puppies with her, buy the cutest house with her, and make her my Wife someday.
Michelle I love you. I love us.