Growing up Gay

When I was growing up:

I chased this one girl around the table in our kindergarten classroom. I wanted to pretend she was the bride and I was the groom.

When I was growing up:

I hated wearing dresses. My mother tried and tried to entice me to, but I was more than willing to hold my breath until I turned blue.

When I was growing up:

Playing "Karate woman" out on the playground at recess was my favorite game. Showing the boys I could conquer them with a chop and a kick was my claim to fame.

When I was growing up:

My mother got very ill, around the age of 12, and died. My brother teased me at how, like a girl, I cried.

When I was growing up:

I realized there was nothing wrong with crying over a loss. I was a girl, never...