When I was dating her last summer, I told my mom that she was just a friend. I have come out to my mom in the past (actually, I was outed by an ex boyfriend, but that is a story for another day), but my mom firmly believes that bisexuality does not exist. She understands gay and she understands straight, but she thinks that bisexuality is simply “choosing to live an alternative lifestyle.” It’s funny, really, because I am so out in my daily life and I am so close with my mom, but that is the one thing that we never talk about.
While the two of us were dating, she showered me with gifts. A card for no reason, a bouquet of flowers just because, a lottery ticket she bought for me at work, a sketch on a napkin at a bar. The only gifts my mother ever saw were the flowers.
“Who are those flowers from?”
“D.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know, Mom. Because.”
She used to sleep over my house, and I would tell my mom that she had had too much to drink, or that we fell asleep watching a movie. But the flowers kept coming.
“Who are those flowers from?”
“D.”
“Why?”
“Because she likes me.”
“She’s weird.”
And that was when she was no longer allowed to sleep over. I asked my mother, “If she was a boy, would you let her spend the night?” And my mother said yes. And then she looked at me and said, “So, you have kissed girls?” I replied in the affirmative. Her response?
“That’s gross.”
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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4 Comments
yeah.
i think you're mom's wrong.
way wrong.
just sayin'
My mom said that about blow jobs.
So did my dad.
Gross? That's such a strange thing to say…and a strange thing to think.
I think we have more choice in our perspectives than our orientations–perhaps your mom might be swayed, someday.