I was 7 and living in an old house where the previous owner most likely died. I awoke to see a head poking through my closed bedroom door. She looked like a kind white-haired old lady. She gazed around the room a bit, looked at me and smiled, then disappeared into the door. I think she liked how i decorated her old room.
About my last post. I come from a purity-ring wearing culture. So finally telling my parents I'm sexually active was like trying to bring them into the new era. They are really strange parents. Otherwise, I wouldn't have told them about my sex life. Y'all must have really accepting/normal parents.
I finally told my parents Im sexually active after 5 years of hiding it. Damn my conservative upbringing. I'm a 25 year-old and I felt the rose-tinted glasses needed to come off. I'm an adult and I can have sex with my fiancé if I want to.
My mom is walking around the house talking about divorcing my dad and crying. I wish they had done this sooner. Then me and my siblings wouldn't have had to grow up in a terribly dysfunctional family thats just staying together for the kids.