So, I have basically just COMPLETELY outed myself to my mum, by accident. How? You may ask. She had just come round to drop off a few things, unannounced. She then stated that she was dying to pee (to hide the fact that she wanted to inspect my flat, of which she has no right). So I let her past the door to go. The first thing she saw was my loungeroom's mess to which she said "oh my god" and I replied "ha, it's about to get much worse". She then delivered another "Oh My God" with a lot more.....honesty. She then said a few other thing, but I didn't hear them because I took a short walk around outside

See earlier today, I decided to put some of my femme clothes in the washing machine, but as I don't want them seen by the neighbours (and the fact it's been raining), I have them hung up in my bedroom on a clothing rack and on the outside of my wardrobe. I also had the femme-half of my wardrobe open, and my blonde wig on my dresser ( I actually got it for cosplaying at Supanova) there was also some of my adult baby stuff lying around.

To get to my bathroom, you have to go thru my bedroom. So she has now seen everything, including my purple tutu with attached skirt and my pink spreader diaper. I don't think she's in the dark about her "sweet little baby boy" anymore (yes, she has described me as such, to my face, in those exact words).
She hasn't exploded yet, and actually expects me round for dinner later this week, but I highly doubt that this is the last I'll hear about it.

I know I shouldn't complain, there are plenty of people who have come off a lot worse from such situations, but I can't let go of this feeling of impending doom.

:X