Profanity!

My mom and I just had this really long, really annoying talk. It started out about my brother, and my point of view on why he is the way he is now and all sorts of crap, and somehow ended up about me. Manipulative profanity. I bet she knew just where she was taking that profanity conversation. Profanity.
OK, I know that isn't true. My mom is way too naive about everything to ever be manipulative. But she did grasp a tangent when I compared something about myself to something we were saying about my brother to make the discussion about me instead of him.
Anyways. So I told her about how I don't really fit in anywhere in my school, how I only have my two best friends Samantha and Lexi and I don't even really fit into their group or any group and how that just creates problems. I don't have a group, therefore, Lynn=Loner. Before she got this out of me she was talking about how I seemed to be really happy with my friends in my new school, right after we moved... yeah. Mom, do you know when I discovered message boards? See, when I discovered these.. delayed chat programs, I made friends. I actually fit in with a group of people for the first time in my life. I was somewhat funny (stupid and often annoying, but generally funny), so I was accepted. It never seemed like I was hanging around saying nothing, because they couldn't see me. When I gave my input, people responded. I had a group. What do you think the internet means to me? It is now my life. Some people don't think that I understand this... I understand it a lot more than they do.
I cannot believe I just told her all of that. I was practically crying when I told her about my school life. I'm such an idiot.

Well, at least now she knows why I'm on the internet reading fanfics and posting so much.