I was very young. Single digits. I always wanted to kiss all the girls and all the boys, from before when I knew that anybody thought there was anything wrong with it.

It's the best gift I ever could've given myself. I went thirty years in the closet, lying to everyone (myself most of all) because I thought I was a monster.

Some Catholics successfully taught eleven year old me that gays and pedos were equal in evil and could never be forgiven. It took a hell of a lot of therapy and books and support from friends to let go of that. I almost succeeded at suicide a number of times.

However, now I finally really know that I was never a monster to begin with! I'm just queer as hell!