Well I saw the BF for the first time in two weeks last night, and it was great to see him, we went out for dinner then went back to his and passed out infront of a film. Man have I missed him.
Anyway, last night we were chatting about how life etc, and we got round to the conversation about me completely shitting myself about telling my parents (he’s not out either). He brought up the question why did I need to tell them.
A good question to be fair. But my answer is simple, I need to be honest with them, I love them to much to lye. I also want them to know the real me, not the fake me.
2 days ago
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