Yesterday my boyfriend and I went to dinner at my parents. After talking about random stuff he said: “So, when were you going to tell about this?” (points to his teeth). I awkwardly smiled and said well the later the better, didn’t have the courage yet. He just looked at me and said “I hope you know what you’re doing”. I said I know he diesn’t undetstand but he doesn’t know how I feel. We talked about risks, that are always there but aren’t that big (deathy, defirmity, not bribg able to use my moth etc.).
That’s it. Will post what ny aunt says because I know she’s the one who will try to convince me not to do it the most.