when I decided to come out of the closet..

I decided to come out of the closet when I was around 13, even though I knew I was gay at a much earlier age. Now some people might ask why I waited. I am not sure myself, all I know it's when I was younger I would hear and see my classmates and friends around my age start talking about the other opposite sex, like talking about how cute women were and stuff, this is when I noticed something was not completely right with me. Still at this point I had not idea I was gay, when I was around 12 years old, I started to feel attracted to boys and I thought this was normal, I thought that even though I was attracted to boys, I could still marry a girl, I just thought the attraction to boys was a normal feeling. So I the most confusing year of my sexual orientation time started, as time progressed I became more and more attracted to boys, sometimes the thought of marrying a boy would pick my mind, I remember telling myself more and more until it got to the point where I isolated myself from my friends and family, I didn't feel like I belonged. When I was thirteen years old, a really special boy came to my life, even if this was a short moment of time, he opened my eyes, I believe he was, what some people call my first love. After out little time together, one day he moved away, without saying a word to where or when. At this moment of my life I felt so bad, I cried couple of times, and then one day, my pain was so big that I asked myself, who would understand without judging me, who would listen and still care for my happiness even if I tell them that I was in love with another boy.... my mom came as always in first place, and so I did, I told my mom everything I was feeling and for whom. My mom as huge religious person comforted me and told me many valuable things that I still use today, one of the strongest ones that stayed forever with me was; do not worry if people find out what you are because when people know, only the ones that love you will stay by your side. And she was right, after that day I started telling my friends about it, many stopped talking to me, most did not even care, since then I have the perfect system to filter true friends in my life, after we talked and I stopped crying my mom got up and when to find out what had happened to boy I liked, love her forever. This is why I believe that no matter what your mom will be the one to always love you.