So last night I found the right opportunity to tell my mother I'm no longer confused about my orientation, I'm gay. And told her a few things about how I made sure and I tried to be straight or bisexual but it wasn't who I am. She told me she has never seen me so sure of anything before and that she always knew. She just wished I didn't have to be gay because it would make my life easier if I wasn't. She assured me she loved me. Although she still hopes I get over it. I'm happy I did it. Things will get better now.