I had thought I was bisexual for the greater part of high school and after I had finished school. I had always knew that I liked girls more though I didn't quite know that I was gay until earlier this year when I met my soul mate. I have had girl friends before as well as boyfriends so immediately, nothing was out of the ordinary with Dre. I grew to love her and realized that the major difference with her and all of my ex's was that I had no urge to be with anyone else let alone a man. After her, the thought of a man kind of made me nauseated. When my heart was finally happy and my soul was finally content and the sex was the best that it had ever been- I realized I was gay. I wanted to be with her, I wanted to touch her and have her hold me. When I was with men- I wanted them to hurry and get it over with.

After about 3 or 4 months of contemplation- I told my family (scared all the while) and was lucky enough to get a good response for the most part. Yeah, there are those strays that just wont accept it but you know what? Screw em... I'm happy and the family I have with me is happy and life is good. I can actually wake up in the morning and look at her and the first thing I think after I think of how much I love her is-- God... I'm so glad to be gay.