Okay but: "I'm not gay," fourteen year old me says as they read Buffy/Willow/Tara fanfiction in the middle of year 9 art class.
“My English teacher is one of those lesbians,” 11-year-old me said in a hushed and disapproving tone to my friends, eyeing said lesbian from the corner of the room. “Cathy told me.”
Later, at 21 when I, too am ‘one of those lesbians’, I am at a queer festival with my tongue down some women’s throat and my hand up her top. Over the woman’s shoulder I catch sight of someone watching me with a smirk.
<b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Me:</b> I'm in a relationship with a girl.<p/><b>Friend:</b> Is it like in movie or tv show ? One of you two is going to die ?<p/><b>Me:</b> ...<p/><b>Me:</b> It's terrible how you're right.<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>