I’m in my 30s and everything kinda went tits up for me a few years ago when I did some serious soul searching and some healing and realized I am not attracted to men. And I’m not just weird! And, woof, women are pretty.
Sooo I got a divorce and did a lot more soul searching and now I’m in the deepest relationship of my life. It’s like every day I understand sappy love song lyrics more and more. Today I’ve realized that there’s an actual empty space next to me. I’ve realized that I actually ache with how much I miss her.
Jesus Christ, it’s so fucking sappy. And yet I’m so happy.
I wish someone could have reassured teenage me that I wasn’t weird or wrong or gross. But better late than never, ey?
I think I’ve always sorta “known”, but since much of my family and most of my country (or at least the part I’m in) are phobes, I didn’t really have the chance to really accept it until my late 20s.