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You are never too young to question your sexuality. I have proof. I'm 11 (right now) and I know for sure that I'm gay. I literally started questioning my sexual orientation at the age of 9. I'm not joking. It happened like this:

I was sitting on my bed, surfing my kindle for a good book about werewolves. I happened upon a book that we'll call "BLUB" for now. BLUB sounded like a good story and it was free. Even better.

I started reading BLUB and soon figured out that it was a boyxboy story. Yet I didn't know it at first. I figured it out when my innocent mind happened across a love making scene in it. I didn't know what they were doing in it, so I kept reading. Let's just say that in the few minutes I was reading the book, I learned a WHOLE LOT of stuff a 9 year old shouldn't know.

Anyways, after reading that, searched it up (the boy loving a boy part) and figured out that they were gay.

After that, everything took off.

The next year, I started questioning my sexuality. I kept testing myself in which I would see what gender I could see myself having a future with/ what i have a vision of my future (in ten to twenty years) lover would look like. I couldn't think of a woman partner, only a male partner.

I still kept thinking about it and testing myself. I became confident that I was bi because I still thought of some girls as hot. So a couple weeks later, I came out as bi to my friends on my bus. They took it well. No mean comments or anything. I then asked my mom what she would think if I was bi. She said that she would love me no matter what. But she still said I was too young to see if I was or not. I was still happy that she would accept me.

Flash forward about 5 months. It was time to camp. I had lately been thinking about it more. I came to the realization that I had started only having attraction to boys. I had dream fantasies with loving boys- I had just been thinking it a lot. That night I just came to accept myself. I was gay. There was nothing else to say.

During the second night of camp, I came out to my entire bunk as gay. They took it extremely well, yet I had a melt down the next day even though my non-homophobic supervisor (who apparently found out) had a talk with me about how he was really proud of me and stuff how his really good friend is gay and didn't tell him until they were 21. He just kept saying that I was brave.

Then that year was really awkward because you have a HUGE secret that only couple people knew about and stuff. But it was still really fun.

Now we move on to this year. The big peak of me figuring out myself. Nothing happened from then up to now regarding my sexuality except developing a huge crush on this extremely sexy jock. My heart melts just thinking about him. (Sighs dreamily)

Ah-hem. I also came out to two of my friends (b and a). B is Pansexual and A (as far as she told me) is bisexual. Also I think I might be polyamorous. But I'm still discovering myself , so that might not me true!

I am not out to my family yet. I trust my mom and sister and dog, but my dad and brother I am not so sure about.

You see, I know myself better than many people that are older than me. No one is too young to figure out/ question their sexuality. I'm 11 for gods sakes!

Be proud of who you are!

And in the words of Dr. Seuss, "Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer than you."

Also HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!❤️!!!

ALSO (the day I'm writing this) HAPPY PANSEXUAL PRIDE DAY!!!