In a way, I was pleased, because I had all her attention to myself.
“I’m going to tell her I blurted out,
“I just want to be Kirsty all the time, and I can’t do that living at home if mum doesn’t know”.
“What happens if it goes wrong and she throws you out of the house,” said Marie, thinking ahead as usual.
“I’ll just move in with you, you’ve got an empty flat” I replied.
As we drove home, kept going over what I was going to say to mum in my head.
I had to do it, I had to come out to mum.
I wanted her to know how I really felt.