Well, in addition to a glass I broke two plates today. My mom decided to tell MeMom that I'm gay. The two of them aren't on speaking terms apparently, considering MeMom called my mom a slut in a lot more words than that, and blamed her for me being gay. My mom threw her out of the house, so I walked her to the car and we talked for awhile. She is in denial that I am, saying that she doesn't know whether I am or not, but she loves me. She then went on to say that she just thinks it is unnatural (nothing I haven't heard plenty of times before out of her). I am going back over there on Friday, so the two of us are okay.
After MeMom left, I went back inside, debating whether I felt like getting blood on me,but I decided that she was probably too drunk to really feel me hitting her to be in the pain I wanted her to be in, so I restrained myself. I then went in and confronted her, asking how much she had to drink. She said none at all, so I took her glass and drank out of it, spitting the wine or vodka (not sure what it was) back at her. I then went back out into the kitchen and threw the glass into the sink, shattering it and two plates.
I then proceeded to yell at her, asking where the rest of the booze was, dumping a box of wine into the sink, along with a bottle of Kaluha(sp?). I then asked her to ge toffline so I could either call my aunt or Dr. Fiordimondo, she blatantly refused to let me. Then, when I asked her to make an appointment for me to see him she asked, "So how are you going to pay for that?". Not long before this, and then after as well she was basically saying she would be happy just to throw me out and asked when I could move out. She then yelled at me to go to my room, and that was it for a few hours. She then came in and apologized for taking the computer away and let me have it back, but said she had nothing to say sorry about for telling MeMom. I then yelled at her once again about how she had no right to tell her, and that I haven't come out to anyone but her and my aunt and that she came out for me to everyone else.
She said that the whole reason that she told her was that she felt that the truth needed to come out. She restated this several times, to which I retorted with how it wasn't her decision who I would come out to, and that she was so pissed about how her life has turned out that she needs to control me. So, all in all, today was not one of the best.
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