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1st Time Lesbian
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My girlfriend and I have been together for almost a year now. Neither of us saw it coming.
We met at work. I was new and she was training me.
Let me take you back to 2016, when the LGBTQ+ community was thriving and same-sex marriage was legal in most U.S. states. Since I was old enough to understand what the LGBTQ+ community really stood for, I was an ally. As the years went by, I knew more and more people who were a part of the community, and I knew more and more people who were allies.
Walking down the street, or through a strip mall, I often viewed women as beautiful and confident. I never thought of myself as being bisexual—I just understood these thoughts as me being uplifted by other women.
Then I met her. The one I've called my girlfriend for almost a year now. Neither of us saw it coming. She was a lesbian, but I thought I was straight.
We met at work. I was new and she was my trainer. We laughed and talked while training; we just automatically clicked. One day she gave me her number, and we started texting. I'm naturally flirty so this came as no surprise to me, but it did to her.
This is when I began realizing that maybe I was bisexual. Coming out to my parents wasn't as difficult as it has been for many other people I know in the community. This was a blessing because for a lot of people I know, it was not easy.
All I have ever known is heterosexual relationships. I've had my fair share of heartbreaks and disappointments from the men I've been with. I've been abused, lied to, cheated on, and the victim of many broken promises. 'Over it' is an understatement.
When I decided that I wanted to be in a same-sex relationship, I kind of just dove in headfirst. My partner had told me at the time, "Don't do this if you're not 100% sure that you want this to last. I don't want to be an experiment." When she said that, I realized that it was something I wanted. Even though I'd never thought about it before, I suddenly couldn't see myself without it. Not for the stability, or the being in a relationship, but because she was an amazing person and I knew she would treat me right.
Both she and I have had our fair share of previous relationships, and we both have baggage. We've been learning to share experiences and work through our differences. One year later and I can truly say that I've never been happier with someone. I've never planned for the future as much as I have with her, and I wouldn't change a second of it.
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When was your first lesbian relationship? How did it happen?
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Holy crap that made me catch my breath.
Well it wasn't a lesbian relationship since neither of us was a lesbian. Just a same gender relationship.
It happened when I was 15. We had met at school, we were in the same grade and class, and I had started coming out to people back then. She came out to me too, told me she liked me and I liked her back so we started dating. Pretty straightforward. We'd make out in the school bathroom lol
I told my mom I was bisexual after dating her. She blew me off...
In my late 20s, I hooked up with a female friend. I called my sister after I left and said, omg this, I think this is it. Several years of happy dating later, we got married. Still happy years after that. I'm like the opposite of a gold star lesbian.
I can't exactly say it's a lesbian relationship, since I consider myself bisexual and my best friend is (most probably) straight but anyway.. We were around 16 and we were best friends. I was always clingy (it's seriously embarrassing now that I think about it, I can't even hold hands now X_X) and she didn't seem to mind. We were inseparable. Since she lived far away she would stay at my home to study during exams, and also attend tuition from my home. We slept together and one night it simply just happened...I couldn't sleep or something (I can't exactly remember) and she kept patting my head, and I insisted I sleep if she slept and started patting her. Then we kissed, and things went spiraling after that. It continued for a few years, can't say I regret it...
I don't ever use the term "lesbian relationship" or "gay relationship" to describe two same sex people in a relationship. It's presumptuous.
For example, both my gf and I are bisexual.
Anyway, we met at school when we were 14. We quickly became best friends despite coming from very different home lives. However, one thing that was the same and might've bonded us together emotionally is that we were each abused by our parents (to varying degrees) and had never told others before. We just got crazy close. First though, I dated a guy and she dated his best friend. Then we ditched the guys and started dating each other at age 15.
And now it's about 3.5 years later, still going strong.
I always thought that lesbian/gay could be used as an adjective specifically to describe a relationship independent of identity? I'm bisexual as well but would refer to my relationship as lesbian, even though I wouldn't call myself a lesbian.
I'm bi, and before I came out/acknowledged it, I had a female friend with whom I always had awkward sexual tension around. We would party with the same groups and when drunk, we we would often dance together, cuddle, hold hands, etc. She was openly bi, and I knew this. My bff at the time kept telling me I was bi, but I brushed it off (strict religious upbringing, horribly afraid I was a lesbian) thinking that we only flirted when drunk and it didn't mean anything.
The first time I actually kissed her was on spring break, when she and a large group of friends was crashing at my apt for the week, kind of a stay-cation while most people left. We ended up fooling around that night and then the rest of the summer. It was a beautiful time. I ended up coming out to my parents during that time and I embraced my attraction to women. She and I never were "official" but we did consider ourselves to be "together" at least briefly. It fizzled by the end of the year, but we remain friends today.
We met at summer camp as kids. Started dating in HS. Moved in together a year ago. We're getting married in September.
tell me how this whole story was horrifying from start to finish and then I wind up choking on my tea at "strictly dickly"
It's not exactly lesbian, as I am bi, and my ex was bigender, but it was a female-presenting same-sex relationship (god, words ).
We met online, through RPing, when I was 16. We sucked at RPing and just chatted out of character all the time. With a month of me meeting her (she uses both pronouns; I tend to use female pronouns and male-gendered nouns to refer to her) I remember biking home and thinking "I could fall in love with her". And I did. She was exuberant and full of love and life, just bubbling with joy for the things she loved. She had her demons, of course, and they were eventually what did us in, but goddamn, she was a light .
A few months later I confessed to her I was in love with her. She didn't say anything in return, started dating someone else, but that relationship fell apart and then just casually one day, over a year later, when I wasn't expecting it at all, she said "because I love you. Really."
I was 23, and it was my first relationship ever (though not the first time I'd ever had sex with another woman). I was never all that interested in dating in general, and for a few years prior I'd actually identified as aromantic-- which tbh looking back was probably actually a combination of being alexithymic growing up and internalized homophobia/compulsory heterosexuality bullshit. :T I was trying to make more friends locally post-college so I started using OKC because I was too socially anxious for meetups or socializing like a regular person, lol. I ended up meeting a girl I became really good friends with really quickly, and it took me months to realize I had a raging crush on her. Made a super awkward confession through text and we ended up dating for a year.
A friend of mine and I both came out to each other that we were bisexual while spending the night at her place. From there I opened up that I had more than friendship feelings for her and she revealed the same and right then and there we started our romantic relationship.
i was 23 and in my first year of uni. this gorgeous exchange student i became friends with just threw herself at me. we hadn't talked about liking girls, and she was being very obvious, but i thought for sure it was a cultural difference because there was no way someone like that could like me .
i was fresh out of an abusive marriage and just couldn't cope, plus she had to go back to her home country in 4 months. i broke up after 2 months.
I was 25, semi-recently single and looking forward to going to DragonCon and, as I put it at the time "just flirting with everyone." (It had been a long time since I'd been single for any appreciable amount of time, so I was giddy.)
I'd found out a couple of months before the con, as I was prepping my Korra (Legend of Korra) cosplay, that an acquaintance from the previous year was putting together a Lin Bei Fong cosplay, and I made plans to spend some time with her with us both in those costumes on the first day of the con. I wasn't actually super-flirty by most people's standards (I am almost never super-flirty by most people's standards, even when attempting to be), but after we'd parted for the afternoon to hang out with other groups of friends, she texted me to ask if I wanted to get drinks later that night.
And then we ended up spending as much of the rest of the convention together as we could, and dated semi-long distance (we were four hours apart by car) for a year after. Most of the ensuing relationship was actually kind of a train wreck, but I remember the early parts fondly.
When I was 17. I always knew I was into girls but my best friend(who was actually a bit older) had recently realized she did. It didn't happen instantly, but seeing as I had kinda had feelings for her for a while we ended up in a romantic relationship for a little over a year until everything exploded.

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[Narrator] I was 18 and moved to New York for college.
In high school I was an overachiever.
did over 600 hours of volunteer work,
and in my senior year, I took eight classes
But college was going to be different.
I knew what I wanted and what I wanted was sex.
The on-ampus housing staff must've had a cruel sense
of humor because we had the same name.
But the similarities stopped there.
Her half of the closet was bright pink dresses
and my half was shades of gray skinny jeans.
She was so chipper and earnest and nice,
so I continually found reasons to blow her off.
I got what my doctor would later call
the worst case of mono I've ever seen
from a grungey guy I hooked up with
after pretending to like death metal.
So now I was bedridden and miserable.
I ended up spending a lot of time with my roommate.
Lindsay took care of me, bringing me protein shakes
with a straw when I was too sick to eat.
And suddenly we were great friends.
Once I recovered from my four month stint with mono,
I was wearing a dress and had some sort of
cleavage situation going on, trying so hard to fit into
my idea of what it meant to go out, hook up, flirt.
It all felt like such a costume and it was.
I think Lindsay even got me to dance,
but it was the most fun I'd had since I started college.
We went back to our dorm room that night
We hugged and the hug just never seemed to end.
Literally, we were just standing there in the middle of our
tiny room, embracing each other for maybe 20 minutes
longer, neither of us saying anything.
I asked her if she wanted to stay in my bed that night
so we could keep hugging, you know, as friends do.
So we're in this tiny twin bed and we're spooning,
I was surprisingly the little spoon,
I could feel her nod yes into the back of my neck.
Even more time goes by and I still haven't fallen asleep
and the sun is coming up and I ask her again, are you awake?
I ask her, do you want me to kiss you?
We couldn't stop, even after both of our mouths were dry
and the whole time I couldn't stop thinking,
what the fuck is happening right now?
This went on for months, slowly escalating
not only physically but emotionally,
hooking up in secret and still totally convinced
that we were both straight, we were just best friends,
this is totally just what best friends did.
Long story short, we're still roommates and best friends,
Since that first dorm room we've lived in
nine apartments together, upgrading from a twin dorm bed
to a full sized IKEA about a year ago.
When I started college, I felt so sure of what I wanted.
I wanted to have casual sex with guys, but here I am,
five years later, I don't wear dresses,
I'm always the big spoon, and I'm a lesbian.
Though not everything changed, I'm still a nerd
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