Just a typical Christmas day...
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Ok, so. This is the story of how i came to realize I'm a lesbian. It goes through the exact moment, and the struggles that've come since. I hope if you're reading this in a similar situation to what I was, you have a happy ending. There's just 5 short words that I'd never heard in the same sentence before, and they would've made my journey a whole lot smoother. So, if you're reading this and you're going through it, remember: its ok to be gay.
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