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Feb 2018
shaky teacup balanced on her fingers
my mum's stunned expression facing east
my only weakness & my one temptation
could have broken our "forever holding peace".

the feeble smile i gave her;
terrified to hear the truth.
the sinking feeling that i'd failed her
an unnatural being, t'was proof.

like a stupid fever daydream i'd dreamt
and i swear she could see what was always present
in my head.
in that moment, she broke free
and together we laughed at thee
for believing the obnoxious implanted seed:
for believing my mother wouldn't accept me.
27.2.18  /  it's almost been three years since i came out to my family. once my greatest fear and anxiety-inducing thought turned out to be one of the most empowering experiences in my life, and i've grown, discovered myself and bonded with my family so much thanks to this.
in case any of you need advice, i'm not an expert but i'm willing to help and you can message me whenever.
a mcvicar
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