I’m 30 years old. Well, 30 years 9 months and 5 days. I’m also a lesbian. It took a large portion of those 30 years for me to be comfortable with my sexuality, but at some point I was. Now? Now, I’m not just “comfortable” with the fact that I’m a lesbian, I LOVE IT. Sixteen years ago I was being taught that homosexuality was a sin and it was a choice and I was sitting in church pews begging God to fix me. I would have given anything to have been able to choose to be straight. Now? Lonely and single in rural Texas, what would I choose if I could?
My love letter to ClexaCon Full Circle: How One Weekend in Vegas tied together 16 years of coming to terms with my sexuality.
Mar 10, 2017