never ever ever undermine someone’s coming out because even coming out to your accepting best friend is terrifying, coming out publicly is so so so brave and difficult to do. never ever ever dismiss the difficulty of coming out just because “everyone already knew” and “it was obvious”.
…when I first found out that girls kiss each other, I could not stop watching girls kiss each other. The first time it happened, the first time I saw one girl lean in and kiss another girl right on the lips, I jumped up from the floor where I was sitting and bolted outside like a contraband firecracker, walked around in circles in my backyard for I don’t even know how long. Hours. A lifetime. My fists were clenched and I don’t think I blinked the whole time and I was either breathing as hard as a person who’d run a hundred miles or not breathing at all.
And I was goddamn furious. Furious no one ever told me that’s a thing some girls do, just kiss each other like a normal Wednesday. Furious because I knew without even asking that just looking at something like that was likely to get me cast straight into the pits of (Baptist) hell. But furious mostly because all those half-formed desires I’d been trying to keep from taking shape in my heart and in my body and in my mind had snapped into place. A picture. A moving picture. And gods, how I craved what I had seen.