Throughout my childhood years I spent my life playing with little girls, I wasn't a tomboy, or the bad boy at school. I was the exact opposite of what my parents wanted me to be. I was a mistake. A disappointment. No one seemed to like me. I got bullied at school for the most silliest things. My height, being the youngest in the class, wearing glasses. Yes people judged me because I acted like a girly girl, hung out with girls, but that didn't make me gay.. or did it?Todos los derechos reservados