errr, damn parents, I have been caught. I was walking on the boardwalk with my boyfriend and I was fine, except for the usual paranoia except worse than usual. So, the next day my parents sit me down and complain then, out of the bluness (what ever this blue is) my parents change the topic to how they have caught me and know I am gay, with the damn "We still love you" crap. So, I held down my vomit (as this is how I felt) and listen to how they found me out. It seams that in a bar on the second story my dad was there and he just happen to be watching as I passed by. Of course, he says he wasnt spying on me, I think differently, but thats just me. So, I find out one, my mom still loves me, two, my dads a big homophobe and will treat me different forever (I found this when I overheard one of my parents conversations after I they had told me they knew) and three, that I have it in my gene pool cause my grand uncle is gay. So thats it for today other than the fact that my dad has been treating me like shit since, isnt that nice.