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So, I guess it all started when I was fairly young,and my friends started talking about liking guys.I, personally, had had no crushes on anyone at that point and was kind of confused. My feelings really escalated later but I'll tell that later. Meanwhile, I started learning about reasons I might not like guys. So I, being me, tried to think of anytime I liked a boy. Zip, Zilch, nada. Other things om mind, every night I would contemplate about who I really was. I looked at ladies in the street, and asked myself, if they were younger, would you date them? Usually I said yes. But then, I decided to tell my closest friend. She was extremely supportive, and actually admitted to being bisexual herself. So yeah, that was nice. But I thought, hey, wouldn't be great if I could date her? Being the hopeless romantic I (probably) am, I had dreams of sweet candle-light dinners, beautiful winter walks, basically, I confirm that I was definitely some type of LGBTQ person. I did some research and now I've decided that I'm most likely a homoromantic asexual! (Insert cheesy stuff) So now, I'm living out my life, being INCREDIBLY, (incredibly) prideful. I also have an internet friend who is transgender and is afraid to come out. Right now, I'm still trying to help her but I hope she ends up okay. (AHHH I DID IT!!)