I kept going to the support group every week. I don't know that it helped me figure out who I was, but I know it was a relief to find people who knew how I was feeling. After the first two weeks, I didn't even make Ash come with me anymore.
I called Lindsey too. We agreed that we'd stay friends for a while, until I figured myself out. She told me, "Don't worry about figuring it out for me. I took ages to make a decision, and there's no reason you should rush yourself. I'll still be here."
Craig told me Lindsey seemed a lot happier than she had ever been before. We both guessed it was the new school. She was out, and everyone knew it, and nobody hated her for it. She was in her element.
And pretty soon, so was I. Three months after I started attending the support group, I said for the first time, that I was a lesbian. I am a lesbian. No doubt about it, I told everyone.
Marco was so proud of me. He had come out, weeks earlier, and things in school were going pretty well for him. Spinner was being less of a jerk, and although he got some of the usual comments from the pricks at our school, nothing horrible happened. He had even told his parents, and they were cool about it.
And this gave me a lot of confidence. If Lindsey and Marco could do it, then why couldn't I?
That night, at dinner, I was determined to tell my parents.
I called Lindsey too. We agreed that we'd stay friends for a while, until I figured myself out. She told me, "Don't worry about figuring it out for me. I took ages to make a decision, and there's no reason you should rush yourself. I'll still be here."
Craig told me Lindsey seemed a lot happier than she had ever been before. We both guessed it was the new school. She was out, and everyone knew it, and nobody hated her for it. She was in her element.
And pretty soon, so was I. Three months after I started attending the support group, I said for the first time, that I was a lesbian. I am a lesbian. No doubt about it, I told everyone.
Marco was so proud of me. He had come out, weeks earlier, and things in school were going pretty well for him. Spinner was being less of a jerk, and although he got some of the usual comments from the pricks at our school, nothing horrible happened. He had even told his parents, and they were cool about it.
And this gave me a lot of confidence. If Lindsey and Marco could do it, then why couldn't I?
That night, at dinner, I was determined to tell my parents.