LOL. Thank you. I have no problem with that now, and I should apologize to all of those poor kids I glared at while dancing in cotillion. It was so frustrating to me as a ten-year-old to be seen wrong, to be forced into doing these activities that felt so unnatural, and I didn't have the language (even if I'd had the language, I wouldn't have had the courage) to say anything. So I just pouted and glowered and made a fuss, and if anyone out there remembers dancing with a sullen panda cub long ago, I'm sorry.
I'm also glad that I didn't spend much more time than that trying to change myself. Deep down, I knew that it was going to be hopeless. I can't be straight any more than my straight brother can be gay.



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