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She stuck it out as new problems continually emerged: identity, faith, career, you name it.
For every ounce of hurt I faced, she offered a sea of love and gratitude. In its purest sense, I felt awakened, more compassionate, and like my truest self.
As a Type A perfectionist, I was mesmerized and intimidated. I left the workshop and texted my mother and best friend, saying, “I met a woman today, I’m not sure who she is or what I’m feeling, but I think she’s going to be in my life for a very long time.” I stayed in touch with her casually, if casually means texting most days for hours at a time.
After I dizzied myself from doing knee spins, she walked toward me to correct my form. Our banter was natural, and we had a huge crossover of interests and passions, yet wildly different upbringings and beliefs.
I’m asking for you to feel what I feel on a human level, to appreciate the beauty of someone diving into the unknown in pursuit of love and truth. I, Alyson, am attracted to men, women, and people who identify in other ways.
I can love people of every gender identity and expression. It is the love we can build and the goodness we can contribute to the world by supporting each other’s best journeys.
Certain pastors and community members tried to reverse and eliminate my attraction to her.For all the challenges I’ve faced in my path to self-acceptance, I’ve also traveled it with my own set of luck and privilege.I’ve learned a novel’s worth already, and I’ve shed several layers of prejudice and closed-mindedness.I realized I had never fantasized about a guy this way, nor really ever felt comfortable dating guys.Come to think of it, I stared at women’s bodies more than anything.