I'm not out of the closet. Everyone thinks I'm a straight girl. Who just so happens has never had a boyfriend.
My best friend meant well, she really did. She knows this guy who's looking for a girlfriend, I'm single, so she told him to call me.
She told me about this guy and everything, and I'm like, "Sure, fine... whatever."
He calls, we wind up talking for like, over 40 minutes. Not one minute was pleasant. He kept saying things like how my friend said I was waiting for his call (not true, and she never told him that).
I was cringing the whole time. I wanted nothing to do with it.
After I got off the phone, I wanted to cry. I just wanted to sob. That whole experience was just another thing that completely proved that I'm gay. I mean, there's nothing I can do about it; I just don't like guys.
I can't even accept myself, even though I've known for 2 years that I'm gay. And if I can't accept myself, how can I expect others to accept me?