im sorry to my mom that has to deal with the burden of having not just one gay daughter, but two. for being the daughter she hoped to be able to walk down the aisle to her husband. but to the world i am tired. tired of trying to prove that my ****** orientation has no definetion of me as a person. im sorry to my dad that sometimes doesn't know how to ask me how things are in my life. because having a gay daughter is a touchy situation. but to the church i am tired. tired of defending myself as a human, and if i go to hell for being myself, so be it. to myself, i am not sorry. i am not sorry for not limiting myself when it comes to falling in love. because to my heart, this feels right. my ****** orientation is not a reflection of my parents raising or due to having a bad childhood. what a scary thing to admit that i like girls. what a ****** thing. im not sorry, this is who i am.