My parents found out through reading something I written - I'd never expected them to find it, just that we had just moved house and they were unpacking some of my things while I was at school.
It was difficult for things to happen that way because I was unable to control the situation, make sure they had the right information available to them, I wasn't aware of how much they knew about me and we never had the space for an open dialog on the subject. 8 years on it's still the same.
I wish that I'd been the one to tell them rather than them finding out from elsewhere, then maybe we'd be more open about it now.
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