As a little kid up into my teenage years, my mom raised my siblings and me in church. Growing up I felt that church was something “good people” did. I guess I would then consider myself a good person. My world at home was good relationship-wise with my siblings and my mom and school was good up until high school, but some things happened to me that I would have never imagined would affect me and the decisions I would later make. At the age of 8, I was molested, that night is when I felt all of my innocence leave. When I should have been enjoying my being a kid, I was now struggling with gender confusion. What happened to me not only affected me physically, it also affected me mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. When I reached high school I didn’t know where I fit in. What I had been feeling for all those years after that traumatic experience left me questioning who I was and asking why I felt the way I felt. I remember one day I was walking down the halls of my school and some people were calling out to me. They asked me if I was interested in dating the same sex and I said no. Although I said no I still could not escape what I felt. So to put language to what I felt, I soon after got into my first same-sex relationship. I thought that this would fill me and answer my longings and questions but it didn’t.In the year 2015, I began a journey of walking with the Lord. I began to experience transformation in a way I had never experienced. I no longer dealt with those questions of whether I like girls or boys. I was given a new heart. A heart after God and since then I have never been the same. Now I know who I am, I am a child of God despite what I may feel.
I was given a new heart. A heart after God and since then I have never been the same.