As a 22 year old, I can't say I've spent my short life relishing in masses of life experience. But every once in a while I realise how far I have come in developing as a person. I guess as a teenager, steaming through the transition into adult hood can be a rocky time for the majority and in my own way I am no exception to the masses.
As a 15 year old I spent sleepless nights wondering what tastes I might have had with regards to desires and sexuality; with only limited access to pornography I was incomprehensible by what I might encounter let alone enjoy. Sometimes I would imagine how I would turn out; gay or straight? I would run over in my head, if I thought my taste was in men, would my family welcome it with open arms and if so would they be willing to treat my male partner the same as they would a female partner?
Then one day they came out with it,
"Aaron, you do know that no matter how you turn out (gay/straight/whatever) it doesn't matter one bit to us"
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