ok, how about this one...
How did you know you were gay?
So its more than a s3x thing, more of a love feeling toward the same sex? That is one I just dont get.
I think it's different for everyone. Every gay/lesbian/bisexual person I know has a different story and a different time that they knew.
A lot of my friends (people in their 20s mostly) who are lesbians or gay men seemed to realize by the beginning of high school. Many of them have told me that they started to realize that they just didn't have the feelings or interest in the opposite sex that everyone assumed they had, and they realized that they did have those kinds of feelings for members of the same sex. How they reacted tends to differ with age. Many of the younger ones accepted it and started the process of coming out to friends and family during high school. Many of the older ones or the ones with families who they thought might throw them out or cut them off financially hid it for as long as possible or even tried to suppress it in themselves. But I get the sense that a lot of my friends "figured it out" when everyone else around them began to become seriously interested sexually and romantically in the opposite sex and they were lacking those feelings.
I am bisexual (attracted to and in principle interested in men and women, but in a relationship right now with another woman) so my experience was quite different. I was raised like most gay/lesbian/bi people with the idea of me being anything other than heterosexual never presented as a possibility. I don't remember my parents (or really even my other family members) expressing any anti-gay views, but they just seemed to have an attitude that homosexuality/bisexuality is something that happens to other people--kind of like a rare illness or winning the lottery--"sure it happens, but not to anyone we know." (
Actually like in most people's cases homosexuality/bisexuality was always closer to them than they knew. My dad is a very working-class, tough, hands always covered in grease from working on a car/heater/air conditioner kind of guy. He has a friend--call him Bob--who had the same background, same tough, dirty hands kind of appearance owned a transmission shop where he worked on cars for most of his life. He was married to a woman (two kids) for about 20 years. They got divorced and suddenly this guy moved in with another man--my mom and I were suspicious that he was more than just friends with the roommate right away, but my dad said, "No, no. I've known Bob since we were kids. He was married for 20 years. No way is he into men!" Well apparently Bob is into men, because he and his male partner have been together for more than 5 years now. I don't know if Bob is bisexual or gay--I'm not sure if he knew while he was married, or only figured it out after the divorce. But it just goes to show, everyone's story is different.)
But anyway, being that I am bisexual, I did not have the experience in early high school of lacking the kinds of feelings toward the opposite sex that most of my peers seemed to be exhibiting. Like most of my friends, I was interested in boys; now at this time I did have some inkling of being interested in girls too, but I just chalked that up to admiring pretty girls because I wanted to be like them as opposed to being attracted to them. I think because heterosexuality is assumed to be the norm and parents, school and friends never acted as if there was any other possibility--I had no motivation to question anything. I figured I was supposed to be interested in boys and I was. I had some strange feelings for girls too, but I figured that must just be the way girls usually feel--admiring each others looks and forming really emotionally close friendships.
I think by the time I was graduating high school (and my peer group and I had a little experience with sex and relationships) I had figured out that I was sexually interested in other woman. But I didn't really know what that meant for me--did I want to date women? Did I want to date men? (At that point I hadn't really done much dating at all.) Was I really a lesbian? Was I really bisexual? Was I really a straight girl who just found the idea of sex with women intriguing?
Shortly I did become sexually involved with a woman and I felt pretty much the same way about it as I did when I had been involved with a man

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) and so that pretty much sealed it for me--I figured "apparently I'm bisexual--or at least, I'm sexually interested in both men and women." A few years later I met GF and I fell in love with her. I've never seriously dated a man but the way I feel about it is that the sex of a person doesn't matter to me. I can't imagine that if GF had a different body but her same personality I would feel any differently about her. So I suspect that in terms of emotional connections male/female wouldn't matter to me.
For me, I think I definitely could have been a person who only discovered that I was interested in women when I was middle-aged if things had gone differently. What if my family had been vehemently anti-gay--perhaps that would have caused me not to admit my feelings even to myself. Or what if I had been born 30 years earlier, during a time when admitting one was interested in the same-sex was a much more rare and potentially dangerous thing than it is today--maybe I would have just kept quiet so as to avoid persecution. Or maybe if at the age of 16 I had fallen madly in love with a boy and we had stayed together for years and years I would have just kept on assuming "well I must be straight because I'm in a relationship with a man" and never thought much more about it. Who knows.