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My story is a bit funny, a bit sad, and all true.
I only just came to the wonderful realization that I identify as a lesbian on November 21, 2009. Yes, less than a month ago.
The story is extremely long, and spans two generations, if you want the full story, PM me. ^_^
Anyway, so yeah. I identified as 'Bi-curious' for most of high school, simply because of my adopted parents' strict religious home setting, and they didn't know about it until they accidentally found out about a girlfriend I had.
And then I got to college. Here at college, I was extremely open about being 'Bi-sexual', when at the LGBT History Kick-Off ((that would be October, ya'll)) when I met Lee.
Lee is an amazing genderf***. They identify as neither male nor female, which can lead to some awkward use of really crappy pronouns, but Lee is amazing. While hanging out with Lee, who is biologically female, I was able to meet a lot of people I had no idea existed before, except online. Lee was able to help me realize that I identify as a lesbian, and I have been happy, though tense, for a blissful two months with Lee now. While it may seem very rushed, I have been talking to former high school friends, and almost all of them said 'well, duh.' And my brother even realized my tendencies back in high school, when he asked me why I dated guys who were more 'feminine' than myself.
I am not, however, a 'butch' or a 'femme'. I'm a Melody, my real name feel honored, and I am 'Leezbain'. It's a small joke of my lover and I, but we are blissfully happy and life couldn't make more sense.
While this all seems rushed, it really is the the open expression of what has been going on in the recessives of my mind for years.
Sorry this is long, I am very much into eloquent speeches.
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