Hey I'm 18 years old and gay. I have made friends with a gay guy at my work and he has helped me a lot about being gay. We sent each other texts talking about it. Stuff about how I wish I was 'normal' and how I don't think I can tell anyone. However, my mum went through my phone - unaware to me - and read my messages that this person had sent to me. I was 50% sure she went through my messages as she new the persons name and I never mentioned them before. I never used to go out drinking but since I got my car (about a month ago) [I had a thread posted earlier - 'Car Woes'] I have gained a lot of confidence and have started going out for a drink etc with people from my work. Last night I was out until 3am - which I would never have done if it wasn't for my friend persuading me to come out and helping me. We are just friends - nothing more. Anyway, my mum is very nosy and she keeps asking me about who I'm going out with, and she keeps asking me stuff about this person from my work. I dropped hints letting her know that I knew she went through my phone. Today my Dad said he wanted to speak to me. He is the sort of person who respects your privacy, however I don't feel particularly close to him or my mum. I sat on his bed, him at one end, and me about a a meter and a half away from him. He asked me if I was gay and I had this rush of blood to the head, like that way you can't believe something that has happened just really did. I denied it. He asked me in a roundabout way at first 'car I expect any grandkids?'. I never answered. Eventually he asked if I was gay - and I said yes. I couldn't look at him I was holding a bottle of water and I kept playing with the cap. He then said he thought I was having a relationship with this person at my work. That let me know 100% that my mum did indeed go through my phone. I told him I wasn't comfortable with it. Everytime he said the word 'gay' it made me cringe - I couldn't believe that I had told him and that he knew. I wasn't expecting to tell him. He kept talking about it - I stood up to leave but he wouldn't let me go he told me to sit down because we need to talk about it. I sat down, further away and looking at the floor or out the window. I said 'It's not my fault I'm gay, OK?' he said that there was nothing wrong with it and he asked me who's fault it was. I told him no ones fault. THen he started going on about 'safety' and treating me like an idiot. 'No matter how good looking someone is or if it's a gay or straight guy they can have HIV' and he advised me to start carrying condoms in my wallet. Ugh. I feel sick. I know it sounds as if it went well but I wasn't ready to tell him. I can't believe this has all came out. I don't think I can talk to him anymore knowing he knows. He said he will let my mum know at some point and she will probably want to talk to me about it. But I don't want to talk about it. Has anything like this happened to you? What should I do?