Hey, I'm 15 and I'm gay. I had thoughts of liking other guys in the 6th grade, and I always thought it was gonna go away. Then I started developing feelings for my best friend, who was also a guy. I really liked him. I was so attracted to him, I would literally try and see him every moment possible, which didn't look weird considering that we were best friends. In 7th grade, I still liked him a lot. I couldn't take it anymore. One day I was at his house and we were alone, which surprisingly happened a lot. I finally told him about the feelings I had for him. He smiled and said, "That's pretty cool," and laughed. I asked him if he was weirded out and he was like there's nothing weird about it. The only weird thing is that I had so much love for a straight guy. When he had said that to me, I remember looking down, wanting to cry. He put his arm around me and just talked to me. He was so happy that he was the first person I told that I was gay. He then told me that he will always be there for me, and that when I'm ready, he'll help me come out. When I finally was ready, he almost fought some kid for bullying me. I love him so much. To this day, he's the one I thank for helping me. We're not as close as we were back then, but there are still times when I'm depressed and I'll go to his house, and he'll manage to find some way to cheer me up, as if we were still super close.
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