The third date ended with a boy trembling from head to toe every time we kissed. The second date ended with a prison guard mother opening her front door to find me making out with her son. The first date ended with me feeling sick to my stomach and sharing a tragically sloppy smooch on a beach.
It took two and a half years after the realization that I was gay for me to have a romantic evening with a gentleman. You know what also took until 2006? A genuinely magical night with another guy. And I developed intense feelings for a boy at my college orientation.Ģ003 was the year I finally made peace with my truth, but it wasn’t until 2005 that I started coming out to anyone, and it wasn’t until 2006 that I came out to my family. I first knew for sure I was gay in the summer of 2003.
