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Teenage Rebellion
I didn’t dye my hair, Mom,
I didn’t cut it short.
I didn’t pierce my eyebrow, Mom,
I haven’t cropped my skirts.
I fell in love–
not with a burnout–
And that’s my one great flaw.
You don’t agree with part of me,
what I can’t change at all.
A girl is not a tattoo, Mom,
a girl is not a choice.
A girl is not a t-shirt, Mom,
that you don’t think looks 'nice'.
Would you be happy?
If she was a boy?
Would you smile and ask how it went?
You think I don’t notice,
but you get so silent
about how my evenings are spent.
It hurts, Mom,
And you can’t see it,
Why don’t you understand?
I didn’t dye my hair, Mom,
but I didn’t fall in love with a man.

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I’ve recently entered my first relationship ever, who was AFAB but prefers he/him pronouns. I’m Bi, and my mom has always been strangely quiet whenever it comes up, but I had assumed she was fine with my choices and just didn’t really know how to talk about it. I mentioned to my parents that I had a date and she clammed up, putting her face in her hands. When I asked, ‘Is it because he's not a boy?’, she said yes.
It hurt a lot more than I ever thought it would. We’re officially dating now and I’m scared to tell her because it hurts to know she won’t be excited for me. I’m not excited for more cold silence. She says she’s not mad, she just ‘doesn’t agree with me’. How can she not agree with something that wasn’t a choice?