I'm with Halloween_Orphan.
When I was fourteen (I'm now fifteen...what a loooong loooooooong time ago, hey? ^_^) It literally just popped out of my subconscious or something that I am a lesbian. the thught just kind of lit up my entire mind until I wasn't distracted by anything else. Just, boing, hello, your gay. Enjoy! I gotta say...I wasn't too, too happy about that.
I found out that that was the reason why I had been having these strange dreams where I would be talking to someone just out of reach who wouldn't stop telling me: You're gay. I would argue and say "No! I'm straight." Later it was. "Maybe I'm just bi..."
Ya, no...
I think it's something inside of you since you were born and that eventually, it just has to come out.
It wasn't that long ago, but I've been living semi-peacefully ever since.
There have been a couple not very fun things that get me down a lot, though. My dad never wanted me to be a lesbian, and he still doesn't know I am. Only my closest friends know. And I have a friend who is a gay guy. Boy, he's in quite the rut. His parents are as much homophobic as moths are attracted to light. They absolutely detest me because they know that I am a lesbian and they believe that i made their son gay. (the truth, though, is that he knew he was gay three years before I knew I was) He is a very good friend of mine and I want to help him.
I suppose I just really need to talk about this...
(sorry for the long post and horrendous grammar)
