#confusedkid

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The first time I knew that I wasn't straight was when I was about seven or eight. I was just your average kid attending public school in your average suburb. But one day, my class took a field trip to the private academy in my town. I don't remember why, I don't remember what we did there, I don't remember what season it was. All I remember is the bus ride there. I was shy without the presence of my few friends so I kept to myself. The driver had the radio on, so I listened to it. Katy Perry's 'I Kissed A Girl' came on and while everyone else starting singing along, I sat there thinking.

I started thinking about what it would be like to kiss a girl. But I'm a nineties kid and this was well before I'd ever heard of the gay rights movement, sexuality, or anything of the sort. I'd had no exposure and so I assumed that I was having wrong thoughts. In the coming months, the coming years; I would spend the moments before I fell asleep, when my mind was most vulnerable, I would turn on myself. Tell myself I wasn't supposed to think like that, make up stories where I fell in love with a boy, make myself think in a way I assumed was the way I was supposed to think.