“I first realized that I was different from my friends when I reacted to the looks of my French teacher with weak knees and blushed bright red. And when I realized that I don’t feel anything when a boy holds my hand and promises me his love . I was a teenager and there was no way I wanted to be an outsider. So I kept going on dates and making out with guys I didn’t care about. To then convince myself that I just haven’t found the right one yet and that one day I’ll discover the great feeling of kissing.
But eventually I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. It was a bitter and lonely moment when I ended my last official attempt at a relationship with a man at the age of 17 because I knew: no matter how much you wish for it, you will not be happy with him or anyone else. Despite this, for years I didn’t have the courage to talk to my family and friends about my differences. I was afraid of her disappointment and didn’t want to be reduced to just my sexual orientation. And then I met Chris. Your love gave me even more courage and strength to stand up for my homosexuality.
Today I want to live my love openly and no longer hide myself, even if there are still many reservations about lesbian love. Since I overcame my own reservations, I also know that I can no longer take into account the skepticism of some others. I am happy and grateful that I have the strength to confess my personal path and my great love.”
