It is not a choice

My mom has believed for 45 years than I chose to be gay over the family. She still holds out hope that someday I'll change my mind. Recently I've been so angry about little things and my anxiety has been worse than ever. Then it hit me. If u can't convince the one person in the world that I love the most that I'm not a liar. There is nothing in the world going on, that I definitely can't control, its all petty in comparison. I feel free from stress. But things could always be worse. Never give up on being true to yourself. We are all worthy no matter what others choose to believe