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I came out to my mom last night in Starbucks. How fucking surreal is that? I wasn't even planning on it, really. We started talking about these thoughts I was having on gender roles and the importance we place on them in society and I was saying how I wished we lived in a completely androgynous society where gender wasn't clear-cut and such a hinderance and somehow we got on the subject of my sex life? I started talking about how I for a few years I kept feeling that I might be a-sexual because I hated sex and did everything to avoid having it (with my boyfriends) and had never really allowed myself to entertain or accept the idea that maybe I was gay. And my mom was completely okay with the entire thing. She even went so far as to say that if her and my stepdad ever separated, she would probably never date a man again and would most likely be with a woman. So fucking crazy, but it got a huge weight off my chest and I just felt incredibly happy that my sexuality won't hinder my relationship with someone I care so much about.