I didn’t know until I knew.
Maybe it was a blessing that I didn’t grow up wondering, questioning,
struggling. My sexuality was stunted
anyway, so it’s probably a good thing.
I’m not saying I didn’t have the occasional thought, I did. I only took my first boyfriend because my
cousins were cool. I became a wife
because that’s what I was supposed to do.
My wandering thoughts of women were classified as healthy fantasy…
although I never told anyone who mattered.
