When I was two years old, my mom started attending AA meetings to help her deal with my father’s alcoholism. He was very depressed and abusive, so when she met someone at AA who was supportive and kind she fell in love. They’ve had their ups and downs, but they’ve pulled through it all and now they are happily awaiting retirement together. The only difference with this relationship is that the person my mom fell in love with was another woman.

Until this moment I’ve never spoken publicly about my mom being gay because she’s not “out.” But I realized today that I have some very, very important things to say about being raised by a lesbian couple.

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