I'm home alone with my mom right now and... I've been thinking that maybe now's the time I let her know that I'm gay. I'm scared right now. I'm not even totally sure if I'm gonna go through with it. My mind's just constantly racing about what she'll do, or how she'll react. I'll update on how things will go.

Update: I told her. She wasn't mad. Actually, if anything, she sounded really concerned. She told me how she, and a lot of others, knew, or at least had a feeling, about me. She went on and on about how worried she was because of all the things she heard how gay people are being treated lately, about the stereotypes and such. But, behind all of it, I knew that deep down she was just concerned about me. She accepted me for who I am, and that she can do nothing to change that. She said she just wanted to keep pushing me to excel and do what I can, so I can help break all the negative stereotypes about homosexuals.

It made me feel good. I didn't know a lot of my relatives knew about it, and that a lot of them were actually accepting to the idea. Even some of my aunts from abroad said they'd be willing to take me in, should the need arise. I was really touched.

Even my dad knew about it, but I still haven't confirmed it to him yet. I talked about it with my mom and she said maybe I should just hold it till I graduate college. I'm not so sure myself. I mean, she said he wasn't mad about it. At least not for long. Either way, he's tired right now. Maybe I'll just let him know another time. Unless mom decides to tell him herself.

All in all, I'm glad I got to tell her. It got a lot of things off my chest, and it even got me to realize how much she and my other family relatives care about me. Now, I'll keep her promise and excel in whatever I do, and prove to everyone that not all gays fall into the stereotypes.