I finally dared talk to her. She's kind, her name is Liah. She studies art and has lived i California all her life. I must have seemed like a little child, the way I stumbled on the words, but she did everything she could to help me through it.

When I was little I remember how people would think I was strange. It's still there in the back of my head every time I talk to someone, and it always makes me happy when they put up with me for more than 5 minutes.

I'd like to invite her to my house, but another memory from my childhood lingers, my mom's two greatest fears: that I would have no friends or that I would be a lesbian.


  1. I came out as bisexual to my parents a few months ago. To my great surprise, my mother still is very uncomfortable with it, while my father frequently asks about Chloe. Some things are not as we expect.

    For the record loving a woman, whether emotionally or physically or both, is incredible.

  2. Don't think too much, darling, just...feel. Sometimes following what your heart whispers is the only path to true happiness.


  3. I'm sure Liah doesn't think you're childish. I'm sure she interpreted your nervousness as the compliment it is.

    As for your fears, you're a woman now. Childhood fears should be put behind you.

    You wrote of a childhood fear that you're strange. Well, you're not. Not unless intelligence, beauty, education, travel and riches make you strange.

    You also wrote of your mother-instilled fear that you'd become a lesbian. Well, no one has the right to criticize you because of your sexual preference.

    So, go on, Steph. Invite Liah to your house. And have a great time.

  4. Don't worry so much ... life is how you live it ... do what you feel is right :-)

  5. we are so determinde by their fears that they became parts of our self just like the other things they have taught us. so "strange" it is than, i sometimes say to myself as this is more than familiar, but they still love you. they do, believe me.