My therapist: If your mother brings up LGBT things on her own she might have some inkling about you. She might be trying to tell you that she knows and she’s okay with it.
Me: Maybe… I dunno…
My Mother, the same damn day: Hey, Rose! Here’s a play I think you might like to see. It’s called Five Lesbians Eating a Quiche. I just saw the title and thought “yup, that’s Rose”. We should see it together.
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