I’ve always been curious about who I am. I’ve always supported the LGBT community, even when I was little. I was raised in a Catholic and religious home and I always went to church and bible study with my mother and sister on the weekends.
I’ve always dated guys throughout my years. When I was around 10 years old, I had a really close friend of mine who was a girl. We’d hide in another room and kiss each other (not making out, just a peck). I was young, but I just thought it was a normal thing to do.
I started becoming really close (we still are) with this one girl in the 6th grade. We would hang out every weekend and FaceTime every day. Fast forward to 7th/8th grade, I started dating this guy. Our relationship was really complicated and he was a player. She would help me and give me support. I then realized that I was in love with her. We’re still really close to this day. However, she’s straight and currently in a relationship. She still doesn’t know to this day.
I first came out as bisexual. I came out to a handful of friends, and they were all really supportive. I then came out to my mom, and she didn’t understand. She told me it was just a phase and that nothing like the exists.
A few months ago, I was talking to this guy. I haven’t dated in about a year, so I figured it was time to get out there again. While I was talking to him, I realized I wouldn’t want to date him. I then thought more about it and I realized I wouldn’t want to date, or have any sexual interactions, with any guys. It just doesn’t seem pleasing to me, as it would if it was with a girl.
I came out as lesbian about three weeks ago. I came out to some of my friends again, they were still supportive. However, my mom wasn’t.
I wanted to tell her because I felt guilty for not telling her. I wanted to get closer with her because I don’t talk to my mom that much, but it just drew me away further from her. She was very gentle and kind about it, but she told me it was wrong and it wasn’t normal. She also kept mixing it up with transgender. She, again, told me it was just a phase. She told me that in the word of God that love should be between man and woman and nothing else. She even tried to pray away the gay and she forced me to pray with her. I was crying for about a week straight and I refused to talk to her.
I talk to her more often now, but I still feel a pit of sadness towards her. She still asks me if I have a boyfriend, even when she knows I came out to her as lesbian. I guess you could say she’s not accepting of me and homophobic. I haven’t came out to any other family members and I don’t plan to.
I’m currently in Grade 9 and I’m 14. I’m not ashamed of who I am. I’m proud of who I am. I recently ordered a Pride Flag and it’s hanging on my wall in my room. There’s always going to be people who won’t support you, even if they’re the closest people to you. At the end of the day, the only opinion that matters is your own. Be true to yourself and never let anyone tell you otherwise.