Tomorrow my mother and sister are coming over to visit. As mothers usually have a clue, and I did wear my sister's clothes as a kid, I'm sure they're aware that something has been going on over the years. A strange incident happened a couple weeks ago, when they took me to the hospital for the angiogram. My mom has ALWAYS harped at me to get a haircut. This trip, she said that she liked the way my hair was fixed, with the curl/flip in back. (It's natural.) No harping. Mom knows that I dressed the past two Halloweens, and thought it was neat, or so she said.
I'll have coffee ready when they arrive, so, I'm trying to decide if I should tell them the truth about yesterday's doctor appointment, ie Psych Eval, and why I needed it. I want to come out to them, but not 100% sure I'm ready to. If, and that's a huge if, I can muster the courage to do so, I will.
Amazing how a guy can leap from a Huey, into a hail of bullets, and think nothing of it, but telling something this important to the two people that have always been there for him, that have always shown total love for him, scares the s#!t out of him. Her. It'll be him doing the telling. If I can.
Scaredy Cat,
Leah