I came out to my mom on Thursday June 30th, 2011. Crazy, because I never thought this day would come so soon. I wasn't planning on telling her that day, but during dinner when it was just the two of us, I felt this great urge inside me. It was begging me to tell her. And so, as quickly as the urge came, I told her. Plain and simple. She reacted positively, though to be honest, it wasn't like what I was hoping for. It was a rather lackluster affair, but I am so happy it happened. A weight has been lifted off my shoulders, at least temporarily, and now the last person on my list is my father. I have no idea how to approach that, but for the time being, I won't think about it.
Right now I have so many feelings going through me. I'm happy, excited, hopeful, nervous, and frustrated all at the same time. Summer seems to be picking up speed (so far, which is about three weeks, it has been incredibly lame and uneventful), and I am too excited for school. I've made a really great friend who lives in San Francisco and I can't wait to hangout with him and many other new people in lovely Ann Arbor. Also, I got a job at a day camp and I am sooo excited to work in a fun environment and make money while doing it! I'm a little bit nervous because it's my first job and there are so many expectations and responsibilities placed on camp counselors. I'm sure I'll do well though, I have a great co-counselor. I don't want to get ahead of myself, but life right now is pretty good.