Tammy, age 9
Jamestown, TN (1975)
That's me, in the hawt red halter top, with my baby brother and older sister.
In retrospect, I knew I was a lesbian by the time I was age 4.
People who say gayness is a "choice" make me laugh and gag simultaneously.
I mean, my God.
Look at me at age 9!
This was also around the time that I jumped off a short flight of concrete steps at my church to impress Greta, a Bible-school classmate. Yes, I remember her name. How could I not? I survived. I doubt I changed Greta's heterosexual orientation. After all, she was BORN THAT WAY.
Today, I'm a sporty dyke, and happy and content with my orientation.
And I love your blog.
