I can remember from when I was very little that I had an attraction to females. It was so long ago and I was to little to understand what it meant, or even to know that it was not normal.

I went through school knowing I was attracted to females, some were my friends, some were just girls that I would pass in the hallways, and some were just at a grocery store or shopping mall. It didn't matter where I was or who I was with... I started to realize that I was different, and that these weren't normal teenage girl feelings... or so I thought. They were normal for me.

I am 18 years old now, and it took almost 11 years for me to realize that I was a lesbian, and "come out".

I mean I had, had boyfriends, but I was never attracted to them. When I thought I was it would only last a short while, and I would think to myself... "Why do I put myself through this?" This isn't you. It wasn't until July 11th 2001, that I got up enough courage to tell my mom, dad, and two sisters that I was a lesbian. It was the hardest/best day of my life. They accept me for who I am and they treat me the same. I love them so much for that. I wish that they would talk about it a little more with me, but right now, considering the situation, I am just happy they still love me.