Hi, all! I just wanted to share a funny story about the final thing that helped me to understand that I was a lesbian! If you’re feeling down, I hope it at least makes you smile because I still laugh thinking back to it all these years later.

When I was in high school, there was this semi-popular masc lesbian. We weren’t really close or anything, but I did have a bit of an infatuation with her because she was attractive, but I couldn’t quite decipher those feelings very well.

One day during our gym class, a lot of us girls were sitting around just chatting about anything that came to mind. I can’t quite remember how the conversation steered that way, but it turned into us discussing who’s the strongest girl in our grade (it definitely wasn’t me, I have noodle arms lol).

So each of the girls took turns using me as a test dummy to test their strength, and the one masc lifts me up the highest, and I was amazed!

…Then she manhandled me into a German suplex, just to flex on everyone else. My heart was fluttering like crazy.

That’s when everything clicked.

“Holy shit, I’m actually gay.”