

What follows is the e-mail I sent to my parents a few nights ago. It is self-explanatory:
Mom and Dad,
Hi. Thanks AGAIN for the xbox, I am kickinapos; ass at Grand Theft Auto 4. There has been something I have wanted to tell you both for a while. For over a year, I have been in a serious relationship. This has been my longest relationship, and I am SO happy I wanted to say something, but Mom told me that Dad still gets depressed about the fact that I am gay. When I talk to you on the phone, and Mom asks what I have planned for the weekend, I always say errands. I see Omar every weekend and he spends the night two nights a week. That is one of the reasons I am anxious to get home Sundays, cause I want to spend some time with him before bedtime. We both work roughly the same time. Especially the Sunday before Columbus Day I wanted to get home because Omar did not have that Monday off. Lisa has met him. He even goes to school with her, but not the same classes. Heapos;s Italian, Columbian, and Dominican. I had pictures of him up in my room when you guys came to visit. He really wants to meet you guys sometime. Iapos;ve met him family, theyapos;re cool. If Aunt Cindy and Uncle Jim have their�Christmas Eve party, I am bringing him along. They always want me to bring the person I am seeing. Omar and I did not do Thanksgiving together last year because I had to work, and he wants us to start doing holidays together. Also, him and I have discussed living together next year. I know that this is a lot, but I hate lying and acting like heapos;s not in my life. I am going to start talking about him from now on. This is not meant to hurt, I just want you guys to know.
Love,
Tim
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