I really thought I was a lesbian. I was like just getting super comfortable with it too. I had a girlfriend, I was happy, and I was confident, and I was mostly out. That relationship turned out to be toxic, and I eventually got help and was able to get out and all of a sudden...

This BOY decides to make everything difficult. I knew him from school and I worked with him for awhile during a show we did with our theater program. Our theater program went to NYC and that’s when it started.

This BOY you guys, like I can’t even tell you. He’s wonderful.

Anyways, I had this bracelet thing that I just kept on forever, that was actually a tassel from the dress that I wore for the show and the number we did together.

I was sitting in my therapists office the other day (yes, I have a therapist), and we were talking about my identity crisis and how I was not sure I was actually completely gay. So I’m sitting there playing with the bracelet and it snaps.

I shit you not, as soon as I walked out of the therapists office, not 30 min later, and checked my phone I had a text message from one of my friends who was also close with this guy. She said “hey, just wanted to let you know, [guy’s name] has a crush on u. Idk what to tell him because I’m not sure where you are on the sexuality spectrum”.

AHHHHHHH OH MY GOD

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Anyways. I thought it was absolutely CRAZY that I’m talking about him, the bracelet snaps, and then I get this text, but like yeah.

We’ve been talking and it’s been great and I’m so so so happy like you have no idea.

This BOY I’m telling you. 💖