Chronic-Yonic :flag_lesbian: on Nostr: I remember when I was a teen, around 15 years old, when I couldn't deny my ...
I remember when I was a teen, around 15 years old, when I couldn't deny my attractions anymore and had to face the fact that I was a lesbian. All the shame and anxiety I felt, the fear of having to go to hell after my death because the church said so, that I was a pervert, a deviant, a sick individual that needed psychiatric care.
Also, the isolation because I thought I was the only one like this and that I would die alone, the homo jokes at school. I very well knew that had I been a boy or a man, there wouldn't be any problem. I only felt liberated once I heard of lesbian bars when I was 18 and went to my first one, Chez Madame Arthur, on Bishop street. The feeling of the enormous weight being yanked off my shoulders was so good, I had finally found my family. I finally belonged.
Also, the isolation because I thought I was the only one like this and that I would die alone, the homo jokes at school. I very well knew that had I been a boy or a man, there wouldn't be any problem. I only felt liberated once I heard of lesbian bars when I was 18 and went to my first one, Chez Madame Arthur, on Bishop street. The feeling of the enormous weight being yanked off my shoulders was so good, I had finally found my family. I finally belonged.