And one day Timothy visited me unnoticed and that was probably one of the most beautiful surprises that I have ever had. Then after a year or so his company was finally assigned with a new location, closer to our hometown. I have made some friends in college, but I just felt it was not the same. I can’t deny that it was a huge deal for me to be separated from Timothy, since he has been my only support and confident and the only true friend that I ever had. Then he joined the army and we kept seeing each other only like twice a month, since I was also busy with college. You would have think that it would have been bothered him to know that I wasn’t too fond of her. It also seemed awkward to me that he never said anything about it. I just didn’t like her and I was under the impression that Timothy had noticed that. I disliked her immediately, although I didn’t know at the time what was the reason for my aversion towards her. He had a girlfriend named Carla and he was dating her for two months when I first got a chance to meet her. Also, he was the first to understand that I was gay, without me ever telling him and I respected the fact that he never forced me to discuss the matter. He was the only one that truly understood who I was and he was always by my side. The only true friend that I had was my brother, Timothy. In fact, it seemed like it was the other way around, because now they won’t be anywhere near me and I found myself excluded from their circle. Of course, this only lasted just for a short while, because Timothy was always there for me and soon everyone started respecting me. Soon, as it always happens, they began making fun of me, just because I was more reclusive than others and they called me queer, lady-boy and always teased me about my looks, since I was a skinny guy, not much into sports. Since I was more attracted to the same gender, I started becoming shier and I think I was the only one who didn’t take part of the discussions. They used to flirt with girls a lot and each of them bragged with their achievements.

Since then my life started to gradually change and I would say for the worse, because I found it increasingly difficult to socialize with boys of my age. However, it seemed like I was finding some of the boys sexy and appealing and with time I knew that I was gay. Only then I realized that I was not much into girls as other boys of my age.

It was not only I was 15 that I started seeing my brother in a different light. I have always admired him and I have always considered him my hero, so strong and wise and protective.

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