The moment I realized I was gay, I felt like I had been hit by a truck. I was walking down the street, minding my own business, when all of a sudden it hit me: I was attracted to other guys. I wasn’t sure what to do with this information, but I knew that it was something I needed to figure out.
This was not an easy thing to come to terms with. For years, I had been taught that being gay was wrong, that it was something to be ashamed of. I had always assumed that I was straight, and the thought of being anything else was scary and confusing. But as I continued to walk down the street, I started to realize that there was nothing wrong with being gay. I was just like any other person, and I deserved to be happy and loved just like everyone else.
It took me a long time to fully come to terms with my sexuality. It was a process of trial and error, of figuring out what felt right for me. But eventually, I did it. I came out to my family and friends, and I started living my life as the person I was meant to be.
And it’s been wonderful. I finally feel like I’m living my truth, and I couldn’t be happier. I’m not sure what the future holds, but I’m optimistic that it will be good. I know that I’m not alone in this, and that there are other people out there who feel just like me. We’re all in this together, and we’re all fighting for the same thing: to be accepted for who we are.