I Didn’t have a name for it (Part 1)

I didn’t have a name for it I didn’t grow up gay. Yes I know now that I was gay back then but I had repressed my feelings so much that I didn’t have a name for what I was. I Wasn’t like those others. I rejected the very idea that I could be gay. It’s not any one person’s fault. I was a product of my environment. I was a product of the cultural programming I experienced. I’ve had conversations with my family since coming out. They’ve expressed how hurt they were that I didn’t feel like I could[…]

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