I have known since I was in the fist grade that I was different. When I was 15 I had my first incounter with another girl. At 16 my mother died leaving me alone and disowned by the rest of my family. Hoping to make things better I married my best friend in which was a man thinking that somehow this would help. After 1 year I had had enough. I got a divorce and moved in with the girl I am still with after 6 years,and after about 2 years my family finally realized who I really was.
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