Story #2712

When I came out to my family about my homosexual tendencies, I was 13 years old. I came out in a very unfortunate situation — my parents had read my diary, and at that time, I still couldn’t accept myself. They thought it was just a teenage phase, and honestly, so did I. I wasn’t able to truly accept my sexuality until I developed an anxiety disorder due to prolonged stress. Since then, I’ve started learning how to accept it — but even now, I still struggle to love girls with my full, honest feelings. That struggle has weighed on me for four years. Now, at 17, I’m finally walking the path to find the real answer to that question. (Lesbian/17)