I should just tell mom everything now and be done with it. I didn't want to carry this filthy secret inside me any more.
Instead I kept my silence and told her all about our plans for the upcoming party and the big game the next day.
She had been a cheerleader in high school and college and I'd thought to try out for her. I had no real interest other than it was something that would make mom proud.
“I'm very glad you're making friends hon, I can see a huge change in you, although I can't help feeling there's something bothering you. Won't you tell me?"
She came over and brushed my hair with her hand. She hasn't done that in a long time. “I know I haven't been here for you in a while sweetie, I'm sorry, let me make it up to you, tell me what's hurting you."
I looked at her for a long m
