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As I sat on the banks of Fantasy Lake, thinking over the last three months of my life, I thought I saw a large fish swimming, breaking the water as its pale green tail fin flipped over. Then it vanished, and my thoughts went back to my tragic life.Three months ago, I found my partner in bed with her boss, making passionate love. They didn’t know I was there. I watched her giving herself to her lover with a passion she had never given to me. At that moment, I knew the three years I had given my soul to this woman were a complete waste, and I was a total failure in our relationship.I could not tell her I knew. My love was so deep I decided to suck it Mersin Escort up and try to do better. We discussed our life together and what we wanted. We had not married for family reasons but committed to marrying in the fall once we had met with our parents about our relationship. After that day, things seemed better. There was no evidence of her stepping out again.A month passed, and we went to see my parents to tell them about us and the wedding. We were welcomed home though it was difficult since my dad was sick. We stayed two days, all the while my mother sensed something, so on the second night, after a wonderful Mersin Escort Bayan dinner, we all settled in the living room. Megan and I went out to my parents. “Mom and Dad, Megan and I are in love and getting married in October.”There was silence. The look on my mom’s face was that of shame and disgust.”Teresa, you are a lesbian. How could you…?” were the only words she spoke.My Dad sat there looking ill and smiled. “I always knew; it doesn’t matter to me. Are you happy? It is OK Marge. They are in love, and who are we to condemn them?” My heart pounded with happiness and acceptance as I heard his words, but then Escort Mersin they were followed with, “What will the family say, Aunt Sarah, Jean, the neighbors? Oh, we will be the laughingstock of the neighborhood.” All rolled out of my mom’s mouth.I was shocked at her words and calling me a lesbian, not thinking about us, only the stigma and shame they would experience. What a loving mother I had. Megan and I left the next day. We had made love quietly in my old room, christening my bed, leaving our essence on the sheets for my mom to smell as she cleaned.The morning was tense as we said our goodbyes.Two weeks passed without a word from my parents. My sisters already knew about us and were happy, but my mom could not deal with it. Then on a Wednesday afternoon, the call came. The voice on the phone said, “Teresa, your dad has died,” and hung up.Megan was on a business trip, so I was alone. I crumbled to the floor, sobbing.
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