My earliest memory of me realizing I wasn’t quite like everyone else was in my 6th period class. I worked in the library back in middle school and it gave me time to work on homework or alternatively goof off on the internet. I went with goofing off on the internet, I was on the old Yahoo Avatars website, where you could create a representation of yourself digitally! It was a cool feature…

… I think I knew I was different from around the age of maybe 14/15. I was part of the Young Women’s group in my local Morman Church at the time and when discussing the topic of boys, much to my sisters horror I blurted out that I couldn’t imagine having sex with a boy (I believe my choice of words was more descriptive, but I am not going to repeat them here).