and it continues

One of the hardest stages I went through was self confusion, the age when I did not know what I was. I knew I liked boys but I also knew been gay was wrong according to morals and especially religion. I was a big religious person by the way. I just try to push the thought of been gay to the side as long as I could. One day one of my friends, whom I did not know he was gay, I mean I thought he was but he would always deny it, well one day he came to my house, we went to the top of the roof and he showed me a gay porn magazine. As soon as I saw those men kissing each other, holding hands, hugging, I knew I was not the monster they made me feel. At that moment I accepted to be gay, at that moment on I would not be ashamed to be who I am, because I knew I was not the only one.