Well, I made some ugly lies up to cover up that I could be 'gay' to my family, and all last year I felt intense depress. The past two weeks were horrible, since I found that my mother found a book about the GLBT people- romance, sex, and stuff in my room (I didn't hide it well enough). Now I created huge lies. I told my grandma the same thing, so she won't think I am 'different', but the only lie that would work was I was opening a brothel in Vegas. Now, I am just all confuse about life, and I want to tell my mother, grandmother that I am at least 'gay'.
I just feel awkward, and I need to tell because I feel like it's a huge mess in my life. If I don't tell then my grandma going to think I am doing this as a career (opening a brothel; she accepted!). But when I told her "I'm not gay", she said "no you're not gay, I would never think that". Which now means that opening a brothel is better than being gay, which is sad, but it's the truth. My father wanted to do that too, but I didn't mention it too him. He's not going to know.
So you think I should just come out, and forget about what they say. Just do it.
