My "coming out"
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pphaneufNot long before I went to France, my mom paid me a little visit, where we went out for dinner, introduced her to espresso (it was rather burnt, unfortunately, and returning it only got us less burnt coffee) and... I came out to her as poly (ah, the iffy relationship I have with that word).
I wasn't too worried, because my mom is just so damned cool (and crazy!), it's unbelievable. But still, with my mom, I've always been of the type to deal with things as they happened, and I had always figured that, someday, I'd bring a girl over, she'd ask what happened to the other one, and I'd have explained it to her, or something along those lines.
But as I am leaving for France, I was figuring that this might just never happen, and I didn't want to have to explain that over the phone, or something like that! Lacking the body language feedback could be critical to averting a misunderstanding. So I decided to do it "cold", as I didn't another girl handy to go out with her. :-P
I have to admit having being a bit anxious about it during dinner, but it came through very nicely. I had to explain a bit, as she first asked whether the girls knew about each others, and I think my answer (a big emphatic yes!) reassured her much. Her opinion is pretty much that as long as everyone is treated respectfully and is happy with this, then it's fine by her.
Isn't she awesome?
Edit: I was being a bit ironic with the expression "coming out" (hence using quotes and all), since in my situation, it's kind of like coming out about liking Bran Flakes (which I do!). And associating other people with things would be a grave mistake. This journal is all about me, if you want to know about other people, you know where to find them, go and ask them!
For further amusement, see this comment thread, or consult your pineal gland.
I wasn't too worried, because my mom is just so damned cool (and crazy!), it's unbelievable. But still, with my mom, I've always been of the type to deal with things as they happened, and I had always figured that, someday, I'd bring a girl over, she'd ask what happened to the other one, and I'd have explained it to her, or something along those lines.
But as I am leaving for France, I was figuring that this might just never happen, and I didn't want to have to explain that over the phone, or something like that! Lacking the body language feedback could be critical to averting a misunderstanding. So I decided to do it "cold", as I didn't another girl handy to go out with her. :-P
I have to admit having being a bit anxious about it during dinner, but it came through very nicely. I had to explain a bit, as she first asked whether the girls knew about each others, and I think my answer (a big emphatic yes!) reassured her much. Her opinion is pretty much that as long as everyone is treated respectfully and is happy with this, then it's fine by her.
Isn't she awesome?
Edit: I was being a bit ironic with the expression "coming out" (hence using quotes and all), since in my situation, it's kind of like coming out about liking Bran Flakes (which I do!). And associating other people with things would be a grave mistake. This journal is all about me, if you want to know about other people, you know where to find them, go and ask them!
For further amusement, see this comment thread, or consult your pineal gland.
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Date: 2006-03-07 07:18 am (UTC)