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This is the story of when I accepted myself. I was around 7 years old, and that's when I realized I wasn't straight. I denied it until I was 11. I went through a stage of questioning. At first I believed I was bi, then pan, then gay. I came to the conclusion I was panromantic. I also concluded that Emmy sexual orientation was homosexuality. Once again I went through the stage of denial. I told myself I was straight and fell into a hole of depression. People in my school hated me, as a rumor went around that I was gay. So I denied it. Then on the 17th of November I finally accepted myself. I knew who i was. I'm not out of the closet yet, but soon I will be. I was also questioning my gender identity. I'm born female, so I told myself that you CANT be different. I first went through a stage of believing I was genderfluid. Yet after learning more about genders I realized I was Agender. This identity didn't take long for me to accept, since I knew myself. I plan to come out as both one day, yet the first person to come out to is yourself. Then close people. That was easy for me. As my friends are lesbian and bisexual. I'm only out to 3 of them, as other people in my area are very homophobic. Yet I'm glad I accept myself, even if I know I could get hate. But I am me, and I know myself.