Those are your problems, not mine.

     Mom has her wonderful appointment with the shrink tonight. I don't know what she expects to come out of it, but whatever. I think she thinks she can change me. But guess what Ma? It's who I am, it is in my genetics. You have to get over it.
     I will refuse to change, nor keep my life a secret. I will not live a double life. I will not live the life everyone wants me to, then have another with somebody that I love. It just simply isn't right. It's just not.
     If my family wants me to hide it, then they really don't deserve to be called my family. Hell, at this point I'm not even considering Dad, Drew, Rob, and Mom as my family. Currently I'm claiming Nicole Brown, Coach, Nate, Maio, and Nicole as my family. They have treated me more as family than my blood family.
     Now some of you may say "Well, you parents are only trying to look out for you." Yeah,yeah, yeah. My response to that is: If they were really trying to look out for me, they won't make it this big thing. It has stressed me out worse than when the team found out. I really don't know what to do. I'm sick of tiptoeing around so that shit doesn't hurt/anger/whatever my mother. Fucking get over it.
     Apparently my mother does need a therapist, I've been saying that for years. Hopefully this guy will do something for her...