My aunt was gay so it was never obvlivious to me even though I probably didnt understand it at that young of an age, Her and my aunt donnie were just normal to me.

I didnt come into contact with another gay couple until I was in the 5th grade.

We never talked about sexuality in my family until I had my first girlfriend at 21 and even then we really never talked about it.

Definitely 1st grade. I was like... mega in love with my teacher, Mrs. Dupree. I'm sure she's floating around the geriatrics ward by now still hot as *kitten*.

I noticed my uncle was "different" when I was about 8 or 9. He had been dating a woman before that, but when he graduated med school he only lived with boys. I don't remember ever asking about it...I just knew he was gay and that was fine by me. He was still awesome. Then when I was about 13 or 14, my uncle and his partner flew my sister and I out to LA for a long weekend. Before we went, my parents sat us down and said "Your uncle is gay." I actually told them I already knew and it was fine by me.

I think I started liking girls in the 3rd grade. I remember we (i.e. myself and different girls) would "pretend" to be a boy and a girl in closets (hahaha) at both our houses.

7th grade when I would always catch myself staring at my best friend. She was gorgeous (and had a C cup, rather impressive for a 7th grade girl, hahaha) and I couldn't help myself. We ended up 'practicing' kissing with each other for 'boys'. Turns out she's gay and I'm bi, lol. I didn't even question that there was something wrong with it, even at the time. It wasn't until I got to high school that I started thinking about what the hell my sexuality was. Made the mistake of telling a friend I had a crush on a girl and she told the whole school, and a lovely lesbian rumor spread about me (which seemed devastating at the time). Turns out the girl who told the whole school is gay too! Projecting her sexuality on me, I guess

My uncle has been with his partner for as long as I can remember. I didn't realize they were actually a couple until later in my childhood, but they were always together, and I definitely think that had an impact on how I reacted when I became more aware of the existence of the LGBTQ community.

Playing house when I was 8 with my 6 year old neighbor. She was always the mommy, and I was always the daddy, but we never had kids... we'd just kiss and touch a lot lol.

I remember watching a talk show, and being gay/lesbian was a BIG deal on there, I couldn't figure out why people cared so much. It seemed totally normal to me. . . turns out, it is normal!

Hmm....well, I had an experience one time when I was watching certain movies and I had an unexpected reaction. I'm not sure what the limits are here, so you could pm me if you're curious.

Oddly enough, in high school I heard someone call a rather effeminate guy a pansy. I remember asking what in the world she meant.

It was middle school when I realized I was looking at other girls in the locker room... I wasn't sure how to react so I asked my mom if it was normal... for comparison of course. Lol.

I was at my friends house.. I was about 8-9 yrs old... her mom bent down to pick up something off the floor. Her dress in the front sort of showed her boob... It made me feel "weird". :blushing:

I remember Ron Eli in Tarzan and that I would practice swinging from our bunk beds like they were jungle vines and imagine being Tarzan and marrying Jane, I also imagined a lifestyle of social justice advocacy, traveling the world, protecting the environment and wrestling alligators. Turns out at 2 1/2 years old I already knew who I was and who I would grow to be. Being gay in the Deep South of the United States just made the first 3 decades less pleasant than if I'd been me amongst friends and supportive family.

Now at 45, I'm living Primal (thank you Ron Eli), dating "Jane", fighting for equal rights, cleaning up my own little piece of paradise, traveling to foreign countries, friends with people globally but have decided that I'll leave the gator wrestling to the Irwin Family.

Incidentally, my daughter, now 6 years old, said at age 2 1/2, "Mom, when I grow up I want to marry Bindi, the Jungle Girl." Good taste runs in the family and maybe being a *kitten* does as well. In any case, I believe her and wouldn't at all be surprised to find her wrestling gators. LOL

I'd say 1st grade. I had a crush on a cute little brunette. lol

What a fun post.

I was probably 8 or 9 and I was flipping through the tv when I saw an amazing music video of a wonderful looking woman. I was mesmerized and knew liking another woman made me different from the other girls at school. It's a shame they didn't have DVR back then. The video was K.D. Lang's Constant Craving..haha.

I don't know what my first memory was, but I do know when I learned the word "lesbian" I thought, oh thank god that means it's not just me.

hmmm.. I don't remember ever not being aware. But I wasn't raised to where it was taught to me that it was "different" or "wrong". I grew up with lesbian neighbors, my fav uncle is gay, and one of my moms friend is transgender... The only issues that ever came up in my moms household was of religion and me loving heavy metal. My best friends are Jewish and Pagan and I'm a hardcore metal head so you know who won that battle. My mom didn't voice an issue about gay or rather me being gay till a few years ago when I told her that I was dating one of my friends and the discussion was #1 she thought this person was going to break my heart( eh.. it was 50/50) #2 she said she feared that I wouldn't get into heaven. I just said don't worry about me mom I'm strong and also my god loves me as I am and my god made me gay so there wont be a problem. End of discussion (^_^)