September 15, 1998
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Yesterday
I finally told my parents the truth about my being a lesbian. My dad
was so angry that he couldn't yell loud enough, and my mom just stood
there with her mouth wide open. After two hours of trying to talk me
out of my confession, my parents finally realized that I was totally
serious and asked me to find my own apartment. Dad said that since I
wanted to be so different and independent that I would have to take
care of all expenses myself. Since I didn't have very much money saved
I called my best friend Elizabeth(who's also a lesbian) and asked if
I could stay with her for awhile. She said that it was ok with her,
but she would have to check with her roommate Elizabeth first. She's
going to call me in the morning to let me know for sure. Dad says that
I have two days to move out. I never expected my parents to treat me
like an outsider over this. I'm sure after they've had some time to
think about it they will feel differently. There will definitely be
so many advantages to living with my girlfriends. They are older than
me and have been out of the closet for three years. Both Elizabeth and
Sherri have met many other lesbians and are invited to parties all of
the time. I was never able to go before, but now that I have graduated
from highschool and will be moving out of my parents home I will have
plenty of opportunities. Well, I'm getting sleepy and need to take a
long hot bath before bedtime. I think I'll bring my 8" dildo in
the tub too-a good orgasm always seems to relieve stress!
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