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Growing up as a lesbian in Romania may be more traumatic than you think. From the very beginning, I was told that was "wrong" and never told why that was so. Often, it is a taboo, and you are not even presented with the option to make up your own mind. The first time I had a crush on a girl, I was 12, and I was terrified. I told myself "no, this can't be happening", I thought there was something wrong with me, and I went through a range of feelings, from guilt to shame and confusion, before I suppressed that feeling. But it didn't go away. Time after time, it came back, so as to remind me of my real self. The road to finally accepting that I love women was a long one. But I finally feel good about who I am, and, even more, I am very proud! I consider myself very lucky to be in an open- minded, supportive environment, where I can be who I am. I feel like I have to make up for all the time I lost, and here is my attempt to challenge people's upbringing and accepting me for who I am. |
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