My coming out story

It was September the nineteenth.
I was madly in love with a guy. My first love. But he turned out to be a deception. I was devastated! Dragged to the edge of suicide I confided in my mother. I decided to tell her.
It was a cold evening.
I came to my mom who was sitting in the living room on the sofa. I said,"Amba! I need to tell you something." And I let out a cry. She understood. She sensed something was bothering me for the past few weeks. She let me cry. Finally i told her," Amba! I like girls and I like guys too. When I was eight, I was sodomized by my cousin. I never told you. I am sorry. I was afraid. I just had a relation with a guy but that guy turned out to be married!"
She was shell-shocked! Like somebody just hit her in the guts. She could not process it. She asked me,"What you did with him?". I replied,"I had sex with him. Anal sex." She asked,"He did it or you did it?" I said,"He did it". The words hung in the air for moments. She finally vent out a little of her smothered agony,"How could you do it? Its a business of hijras (Transgenders)!"
I said politely controlling my tears,"I was in love with him!"
I told my mom if she can forgive me then please do it, I needed that, I needed my mother.