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It's Molly's Diary
by It's Molly

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Knowing who you are and liking who you are...are two different things

07/09/2015

“The real violence, the violence I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.”

I was in 6th grade. There was a girl on my softball team. Amanda. I was crazy about her. She was beautiful and funny and I couldn't keep her out of my mind. My friends teased me about liking her so much. I remember Kara saying "enough about Amanda, it's like you're in love with her. "
In 10th grade on my soccer team I got instantly shy around this girl on the team. She was shy herself, but sweet. She had curly black hair and was athletic
She wasn't the type to turn heads but she turned mine. I never did have a conversation with her. Ever. I was too afraid of saying something stupid.

I thought these were normal feelings. All girls felt like thos towards some other girls.
However, I did occasionally have my doubts that I was "normal", because of being attracted to girls, and because the only time I had ever been turned on was watching x-rated things on the internet out of curiosity... and it wasn't the men that made me feel that way...

At the lunch table junior or senior year I asked my close friends, "If you were gay, would you tell anyone or just hide it?"
"Ha! I'd hide it for sure. Ew." Kristine said, not even considering my reason for asking the question.
I kept my mouth shut. Never said a word. I joined some chatrooms, asking for advice, but never got more than dirty pervs who probably weren't even lesbians, but horny old men.

When I was 18 I was instantly drawn to my new co-worker at the movie theater. Liz was awesome and she made me feel so comfortable that in about 2 weeks we were already best friends. I was so attracted to her but I had already decided that I was going to ignore whatever was going on with me and my sexuality.
Until one night, we were drinking but not drunk, just warm and tingly and she told me she wanted to kiss me and I told her, "please do" and we kissed. My heart exploded and felt like it was growing 100 times larger all in one second.
We continued kissing until we finished naked in bed after loving each other completely.

I have to stop there. I will continue soon...

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hm, I was just too shy to ask if I could kiss a girl. I was always and still am, afrade of what she will say-do. So when this woman who I'm inlove with took my hands and placed them on her face and guided my fingers and left me to explore her, clothed covered body, I was hesident to touch her breast but I asked if it was ok, she said that she expect me to, I didn't know how far she would let me go so I didn't explore much more. Later that night I gave her a back massage but she never removed any of her clothing so I didn't go any further but I did slap her ass and she said "harder" I was like wah? so I did. but that was as far as I got sexually with her. It wasn't till we were saying good night on my last night when she said to mme "I thought you would be more aggressive" that both shocked me and made me feel like a little kid who didn't know how to play this game. She never took off any of her clothes or even tried to take mine off. How was I to know? I had no idea where we stood, friends, good friends, etc. I didn't want to mess up our friendship, I didn't want to push things to fast, I didn't know if she wanted any more. So I wonder...what could have been?

and again, I had similar crushes as you

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