A QUESTION OF NUMBERS
🌈 Last night and even over the last few days I was asked something about myself that people have been asking since I first started coming out. Now that I am fully out I thought I would write a bit more about it. What I mean is I have touched on it in a few other entries but this one will be fully dedicated to it. Okay here we go.
So last night when I got home from poker a friend messaged me with a quick question, or what I thought was going to be a quick question. They asked me when I first started to have feelings about and she only used this term for lack of better term. She asked me exactly when I knew as she early on had thought she had seen signs in her son but wasn't really sure.
I told her I would break it down into different areas for her to try and help. I said I first felt or believe I felt different than all of my other guy friends around 9 years old. And of course like all of my friends she understood with the disabilities I have and had at time it wasn't something I knew how to bring up.
Then just before entering high school I said to her more and more feelings were hitting surface. So my answer to her was looking back on numbers. I said for many many years I had discounted it as my "awkward phase." But now with everything that I have gone through especially the last couple of years numbers sort of make sense.
It really is a remarkable thing when you look back on life and you see signs. Or maybe you always had and in your own mind heart ignored so they really weren't true. I'm so glad that is not me anymore. A huge hug to all my friends and LGBTQ supporters who have been by my side through everything.🏳️🌈
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