Granted, I've only had 2 serious boyfriends my entire life. But I've never felt 100 percent accepted by either of them. The first one never took me to his house, and though I knew his parents, it was just kind of an unspoken rule. The other one was just a straight up ASS that I wasted a year of my life on, and would not so much as introduce me to his mom because she didn't want him dating someone black. That shit ate at my self-esteem for years. I'm just glad that I can finally be comfortable around someone's family and not have to keep my guard up and feel like an outcast or not wanted. It's like all of my dignity is slowly growing back.

Anyways, I'm retardedly exhausted, so when I get home I'm gonna take a three hour nap. Later bitches.