Sooooooo in 6th grade i had many friends i still was getting used to kay not being there by my side but yeah. So a friend i didnt say was someone i knew before kay. We have been friends now for 9 years. It was when i was in 6th grade when i had finally came out as pan demi romantic, or PDR for short. Now not many people know what that is soooo ill put a description at the bottom. Any who, this friend lets call herrrrr l for short. So we hung out every week, having sleepovers every other weekend. I knew i had a crush on her but i refused to accept the reality that i had a crush on another female!!! So i pretended that i had a crush on this dude namedddd ace Pancake(yes i know wierd but he called himself that once) so my friends all pushed me to tell him and of corse, i did but thats another topic. Any who, by this time i met a friend,,, kit kat and she was going through shit. And me being overly protective i stepped in. I helped the best i can and now she is doing better but before she had a family issue that ill go over after i ask for permission to say. But anyway i was really caught up in that to the point where i was failing my classes because i got that worried. I feel into a depression because ever sence i felt the way i did towards lee my mom started to tell me things.... stuff like "marry a christian guy..... gay isnt okay..... dont ever do this...... get a man..... never do that...." ect. So she was worring about the future me and not about the present me... i always told myself that she would hate me for being gay and other shit like that. She had also torn apart our mother daughter relationship... i stopped doing thigs for and with her. I actually stopped talking around her for a period of time. I was literally standing on egg shells. But ill have to cut this short and ill do 7th next chapter cuz i need to go to bed... night yall.
-JustApiceOfGarbage
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"can it get worse???" answer- yes
Romanceso this is an angist thing of my life. of corse im not using reall names.
