I was in bed last evening when it clicked.
I'm a lesbian.
But Catherine, you knew that already!? I should say, "when it clicked again." I know I'm a lesbian and have known for years. But I often forget what that means. The grip I have on my sexual orientation is always temporary.
It's because homosexuality's natural to me. It fits like it was made for me. But its being natural doesn't align with the public opinion of being a lesbian, or gay. (Upon coming out: "Are you sure?" Etc.) Warding off the misconstruction I adopted/that adopted me means having a series of identical epiphanies.
Does that make sense dear readers
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