I'll never forget coming home for spring break, and having my mom go "so, how was it?" about seeing Rent film. I was sitting at my kitchen table, and I just started to talk. And hour later, I was still talking, and I was crying. My parents just looked at me, and told me to stop acting so silly. It "couldn't have been *that* great." That was the last time I ever tried to explain something meaningful to them.
I suppose that would be a weight off my shoulders, but she'd still SEE BWW, since the operative would be not to have to hide it anymore. It's a very big Catch-22.
Woow. Maybe my empathy is up or something, but reading that last post Em, I'm crying a little. I can't explain it, but a bit of tears are running down my face...
Maybe Alix has a point--things seem pretty miserable now, and I'm almost wondering how much worse things could get. If you could somehow find the courage to tell your mom about it...even if she immediately acts really badly to it, the burden will be lifted you know? And then all she could do is begin to accept it, and think how great that would be. The fact that you feel and do hide such parts of your life probably creates a lot of tension and well...unsaid...fighting and some resentment. Wow, this is the advice I gave a friend about coming out to his parents. Actually in this case I guess the situation isn't that different...and in terms of that, I know lots of parents who their gay children couldn't imagine them ever accepting them but they did--I think the best quote I ever heard was to my aunt to my cousin after accepting it: "Well do me a favor...make sure you find a JEWISH woman! Preferably a doctor." I love typical Jewish mothers
hugs to everyone, all round!!
i've been reading some of your stories and can relate to a lot of them. my mom is pretty much ok with the fact that i post, as long as i don't give out too much personal info. she doesn't understand why i like doing this so much, and probably never will. she is technology deficient and has never heard of message boards or online communities before. hehehe.
Hi guys ... I was laying in bed flipping through channels and stopped on Bravo cause it was "inside the actors studio" with Elton John ... he's so awesome. Anyway, I was laying there half awake half asleep and for the last 5 min I was barely concious and I heard Lion King music so I sat up and put my glasses on, and then they talked about Aida ... briefly and quickly but they showed a bunch of real quick clips (the ones that were the commercial and promo stuff) and just a little bit of Heather and Adam singing.
Random 2am Adam-ness. I guess check your listings to see if the episode will be on again soon ... that show is on 24/7 it seems!
EDIT: And I can totally relate to the pain with the moms ... I have been online since like 1993 when it was all brand new and I used it to talk to friends from a summer camp in other parts of the country ... my mom was nuts about it then and obsessed with coming in and reading over my shoulder. When we finally got a windows computer and I could alt-tab, it made my life easier. But now when I'm at their house for a vacation or whatever SHE STILL DOES IT. It drives me nuts.
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aw, I miss that episode every time it's on.
I do, wrq, think things could get MUCH worse.
I had coffee at 10 so that's probably why I'm not tired at all. But, I have to get up early tomorrow. I'm going to see The Nutcracker. heh.
I swear I am nocturnal ... During the school year I get really good at going to bed early for the early alarm but all it takes is like one long weekend or a week off like this for winter break and I get all screwed up again ... and I have to get up at 8 tomorrow. Ugh.
Um, my parents don't even know about the screening. I ended up explaining that I had met Rodney at the Sides stagedoor and since he's Anthony's "friend" he introduced me to Anthony that night. (Yeah, my parents also think that homosexuality is an unforgivable sin and that I shouldn't be supporting or associating with "those people.") They didn't really question it, so whatever. It could have happened.
Anthony's "friend"? Oy vey.
I guess that's easier to do when you're in college too and they don't know what you're doing every single day or you can be more selective about what to tell them. When you're still at home and need approval for trips to the city, it's tricky. And on breaks and such
Maybe you can tell your mom a little at a time and sort of feel her out in terms of how far to go. Maybe you could just start with meeting someone "by chance" in college or something - maybe fantab, although I don't know the background of your relationship so maybe that wouldn't work - who posts and so you've posted a little bit and you've met a bunch of people through her. If she looks for you, unless she finds very specific things, she might assume that you're not emcee but someone else who has only posted once in a while. Although, given this conversation...maybe she won't see the search function? How thorough would she really be in trying to find you? I know she's seen the site briefly, but does she know the address?
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Hmm, okay I see Em. I guess I just wish if nothing else like I said you could get this burden off your shoulders, but I see the difficulty.
(btw since so many posts were posted between my reply by last post I was referring to was the one about your father and why you're on the internet and such, that's what oddly made me cry)
But....ulgh, it's just frustrating b/c I see how it could be really difficult to relate to parents who holds such views you would so strongly disagree w/ like homosexuality and such or ones that forget not relating to things you relate to but putting down things you do or saying you're being silly.
My dad was actually extremely philisophical, we always talked about reality and purpose in life and facades and he adored Rent, he cried sooo hard and we talked about all the themes and...my mom could never understand my need to discuss reality...I'm really gonna miss those discussions w/ my dad..small tears returning...god this is like family therapy night...
But Em, Skittles since you guys have been up really late w/ me before, isn't it awesome to be able to do this w/ no obligations like school/class/work for you to fret about while you stay up so late?
All these stories we make up; we could compile a novel.
The thing is, once you know I'm on this website, if you know anything about me, you can pick me out like a sore thumb. I type exactly the way that I speak, and my patterned subjects of interest are disgustingly predictable. I've had several friends do it on a dime; if my mom wanted to -- or even if she just surfed by happenstance and knew that I was somewhere, she'd find it. Paranoia, probably.
What should the title of the novel be?
It's the people that you've met and are now good friends with that are most important, right? What if you didn't meet them here but someone (fantab maybe, I don't know) else put you in touch with them over AIM because the person knew that you had common interests and you've networked that way and subsequently met some of the people. You could be doing chats on AIM instead.
It must be hard not telling her the whole truth, but it's better than nothing, right? Maybe?
ETA: hmm, novel title? The first thing that came to mind was, Girls Gone Wild: BWW or something like that. Oy, that's pretty awful. I need to stop making up stories and go to sleep! Early morning and late night tomorrow. Goodnight!
I hope everything eventually works out, em, and you're able to come to some sort of understanding together where you can share at least some of it.
You guys should totally start a broadway cares club at Barnard/Columbia (if you want to, of course). That'd be super cool.
That would be super cool Alix. Gnite!
I'd join if remote membership is allowed.
Goodnight again!
I think this is going to be one of those really late nights; I have too much on my mind to sleep.
I mean, for example, Fantabulous and I go to school together, and I go to the same school as g's friend Gretchen -- so I can tell my mom that we met through a mutual friend. Usually if I talk about you guys, I say that we met at big functions where you are for long periods of time -- rush lines, Broadway Under the Stars, Broadway on Broadway. My mom believes that. It's totally viable; you're around people for 7 hours, you start talking! So, she knows that I have this network of people, but she only knows it to be a fraction of what it truly is. I haven't figured out how to explain the people from way out-of-town yet, though.
g'night, Alix!
Night Alix!
Heh, that's it. Emcee, you could start a Broadway Cares Club and THAT'S how you met Fantab!
Is it possible to start/have a club that extends through many colleges? I mean, not like this chapter but where..maybe like a bunch of us BWWers could be in it and then we all met through our school's club?
Woah, girls gone wild Alix? Considering all of our New Years' plans, I think that describes almost anyone but us. How about...hmm hard to think while Love is your legs is playing on itunes...
The BWW battle: the hard-working efforts of broadway internet fans/friends to be able to share this aspect of their live w/ those they are close w/
Eh, maybe too long...oh well
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Em, I know that we don't really "know" each other well as I've only been on here for a little while and don't post as much as some others, but your posts really resonated with me. I've had the exact same problem with my parents over the years. I'm extremely paranoid about anything my mother does. She's always questioning me as to whether I post on message boards, keep an online journal (I don't), have a MySpace, talk to random people via AIM... and is constantly looking over my shoulder when she's in the room. I'm sure she suspects that I do frequent a few message boards of interest. I just wish she'd trust me enough to know that at almost 18 years old, I'm not about to give personal information to shady people on the internet. I'm in the same position that I can't really tell her about a lot of the things I love because of this paranoia.
My dad and I are the same way, too... we have extremely similiar personalities and while we usually get along, when we fight, it's explosive.
I don't pretend to know exactly what you're going through and exactly what you're feelings are, but I felt compelled to mention this as your relationships with your parents sound SO similiar to mine (or at least what I've gathered from the last few posts). :)
Dude, what is with this same personality-explosive fights father/daughter thing? That's totally me and my dad.
I should be sleeping since I have to get up early tomorrow, but I'm too wired. This is what I get for sleeping in until 1pm.
I jumped to close some windows really fast this afternoon, and my dad was like "what are you hiding? What are you closing so fast?" and started peering over my shoulder.
I have to think that a lot of people are in a similar position, though, siamese -- even with things like MySpace. But... I mean, you find like 13 year old with MySpace profiles. I wonder if parents are ok with that, or what the deal is.
Well some 13 year olds post things on Myspace that I think they are way too young to be posting.
Very true.
I'm starting to get tired, but I don't WANT to go to sleep. I have no idea why. I got up early today, too.
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