It's official....

.... I've been outed.

So my family came in over Thanksgiving, and out of respect for my parents' wishes, I said nothing to my brothers or their wives about my newest relationship.

Things were awkward and strained, but I thought it was just because I was uncomfortable.

Tuns out, it wasn't just me.

My uncle (my gay uncle) had ever so kindly "let it slip" to my brothers about my shifting sexual orientation, long before I ever saw them at Thanksgiving. No wonder there was tension in the air. I feel like a fool for having hid it the whole week. My parents even stretched the truth to them when they had ever so casually asked, "So, Is Flipside seeing anyone?" (My mom's response, "Um, she's just hanging out with friends from school..." Smooth, mom. Smooth.)

On one hand, I'm a little irked with my uncle for not telling me that they knew. He just kept urging me to say something to them, because they were"starting to figure it out..." (Yeah, they were starting to figure it out because you told them!)

On the other hand, it made the conversations with my brothers and my sisters-in-law a hell of a lot easier.

Me: "So um, I kinda need to fill you in on something."
Brother: "Um, yeah. We kinda already know. And it's cool."

I guess "coming out" doesn't get a whole lot easier than that.

But I'm still not admitting that I'm a lesbian. It's just that my girlfriend is.