*bangs head against wall*

I have to tell her. I have to tell her. I have to tell her.

I don't know what is stopping me from telling her. She's the most liberal, understanding Mom I know. So why can't I tell her I'm gay? Why is that so hard for me to say? I'm gay. I'm gay. I'm gay. I have no problem telling anyone who randomly happens across my blog. I guess it's telling people in person I have an issue with. I don't like to deal with people, anyway. So I think that's why going up to someone, even someone who a) probably already knows and b) won't care, is so heart-stoppingly impossible for me to even fathom. But I've been so distracted lately, and I can't concentrate on anything, and I know it's because I'm thinking about this. I have to tell her...