Tomorrow, my dear fellows under the rainbow, I will be a manipulative bitch and pretend to be a straight woman. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not doing this because I wish to hide my true colours. My intention is to keep one important piece of information from my mother. It's her doctor I need to talk to tomorrow in order to be allowed to continue on the pills and since the ..hmm.. straight assumption is that I need them not to get knocked up by my alleged boyfriend... well, I'll just go along and not correct the doctor, just in case she does not view our phone conversation as part of her professional confidentiality. So lest she tells the details of the conversation to my mother (I phoned there earlier today and later to my mother who told me a nurse had told her of the phone call, so I'm not too convinced of confidence of any discussion in there), my mother will assume I'm straight and having sex with "my boyfriend" (she's probably not going to ask me about it directly, so I don't have to keep on pretending... not that I would even if she did ask) instead of knowing why I really need the pills.
That is my business, and my business alone. My mother has betrayed my trust so many times I tell her nothing significant. My advice to you, from a child's point of view: don't lie to them even when it's something you don't find in any way important. It may not be important but children have the tendency of remembering the oddest things. And they don't forget you lied to them; then they'll know you can do it again, and whether that something is important or not makes no difference at all.
Oh, and happy Lucia's Day!
