I lost my first love. She was amazing and wonderful and meant for success. She was a queen in my eyes, yet we weren't ready to tell anyone our secret. It was fine. I was okay with that I really was. We were together for a little over an year and I felt so happy, yet sad I couldn't tell anyone, not even the people who raised me and I knew would understand because they too at some point were in my situation, my aunt and uncle. After our "meet anniversary" she told me her family was moving. She told me her mother had to move them in with her aunt and that she would try to visit, but wouldn't be assisting school with me anymore. I was sad of course, it wasn't my first Long distance relationship. We got it work out the first 2 weeks. She was scared of the neighborhood and was constantly watching her back. until day she decided to take a different path to her house and arrived early to her street. Little did she know that there was a Gang fight for territory going on. My baby got shot from the back in 2015.

I was broken, hated everyone. I wanted to cry and I wanted to be the one who died that day instead. I couldn't tell anyone. When someone asked I told them my "friend" passed away. She was way more than just a friend, but I couldn't tell anyone that.

A few years past and I started dating again. We dated for a good year and half. again hidden only telling our closes friends and family after later. I decide that year was a good year was a good year to come out, so I did I told my sister, mom, and closes brother. I told them I was bi/pan.

a couples months, I started my first year of high school, I came out as Lesbian to my ROTC clan and then my family. We went to brigade together, but she was in a different school and different chan. We were Navy and she was Marine. It was an interesting experience to say the least. We broke up mid semester. It just didn't feel like we were being a couple other than just friends plus we didn't have the privilege to openly go on dates in public as other couples did.

2rd semester I started dating this person who I had gotten close to. She was almost madly in love with her childhood friend and I was just fresh off a relationship. She was my first semi-open relationship. She wasn't out, yet either, so we never went on dates outside of school. Needless to say we didn't last long, but she held a grudge against me.

3rd semester was when I started noticing "Truong". He was such a good leader. He had this monotone/cold personally that I found so cool. His rare gummy smile that I found so cute and special when ever I got to see it.