She was happily married or so we thought; yet she was broken, becoming more shattered every day and she became very great at hiding it.
I found out about my mother’s sexual orientation my 7th grade year and at that time I did not understand what that would mean for me as her daughter, yet I also didn’t know what she dealt with as far as hiding it from the public eye. Having friends living the lifestyle of a homosexual never compared to having a parent living the lifestyle. Life went from having a step-father and a mother to having a mother and her girlfriend. Life as we knew it changed quickly and nobody asked questions we just went with it.