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I Came Out — Twice
No, it wasn’t easier the second time around
If you look at my name as well as maybe a quick scan of my profile picture, most people wouldn’t think that I was born anything other than a male. Though as it turns out, I wasn’t. I was born a girl or ‘designated female at birth’ as the phrase goes.
When I was a kid, I didn’t think much of unconventional relationships, I’d thank my pretty liberal parents for that. In fact, my first ever boyfriend was a black African boy from my Scout group, whilst I am white but with Indian heritage. We were dared one night to kiss, and then a further dare ‘forced’ us to be a couple for at least a week. It turns out it lasted a bit longer than that; we even went to Disneyland Paris together with the group as a couple. Bearing in mind, we were about 12 at the time.
As I got older though, towards the end of high school, I’d realised that I wasn’t (at the time) sexually attracted to boys. I was really into other girls, and it wasn’t until I’d fallen for a girl in my last year of school that I had to say anything about it. Luckily for me, she felt the same way, and we became a couple. At first, I tried to hide it from my family and peers, while my close friends all knew about it. Though we all know how fast a rumour travels in high school.
