When people look at me I know the first thought they have is "she's a lesbian". I'm not hiding anything. I dress like a man, walk like a man, behaving primarily like a man, but I'm a woman. The way I act and dress may suggest otherwise, but I am a woman and I'm proud to be one.
From a very young age I knew something was different about me. You've all heard the story before. Almost every gay or lesbian person starts off their story like this and usually the continuation is never very different. I had always had those "primal urges" toward women. I'd want to be around them and be close to them whenever possible. Looking back I don't know how I didn't know I was gay earlier. Pam, my best friend at the time, and I...we'd take showers together. Of course I was only 7 and she was 10, so we didn't find anything sexual about it. I'd touched a girl's breasts once on a dare, which started very conflicting thoughts in my head. Long story short, the process started young.