Mission: Complete

I came out a few minutes ago and it went... okay. I don't know what came over me but while I was posting the last entry I just got an urge to tell my mother about it all. I marched into her bedroom, gave her some reading material and let her have it. I don't know what I expected but she wasn't bothered by it. I guess that was a very good thing. She never seems to be bothered by anything. After I briefly told her about my bipolar past, she was in denial. And I think she still is. We went back and forth for a while about whether or not I am actual bipolar. She has her own depressed past and knows that I inherited the same genes but for some reason she came off as trying to dismiss the severity of my ordeal. I told her that she might not want to believe what I'm saying to her but it is the truth. I opened up even more and told her about the blog and the craigslist post and printed them out for her to read. I don't know how the night will end, but I am glad that it's in the light now.