Accepting Myself !

I was depressed, i wasn't happy I just thought somehow i need to get him back.  I tried a lot to convince him but he never listened. My depressed self lead me to having physical relation with a guy. I'm so glad that i met him at that point of my life, he never made me feel that i was just a xyz person who needs to have sex; but he actually respected me and listened to my story and i cried and he didn't even touched me that day. 

 Times changed i was enrolled in junior college, my parents weren't happy with my career choices a teacher, choreographer, fashion designer, journalist aren't  considered as profession in my family at least. i was enrolled in science stream, i somehow deal with it. 

 Then i met this random guy through a dating app, and our meeting was so mesmerising we were talking about random stuff in life. and that bond blossomed we started meeting regularly; thing which kept us connected was our journey of discovering world and our self. that was first time in my life i was exposed to the world of LGBT community!.

I was introduced to so many people who were open about their sexuality, about their identities; it was even first time when i met lesbian's and sat with trans gender and realised all are same only circumstances surrounding them are different.

 That is the first time i accepted my sexuality with out thinking two ways about it!.

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