The next piece of our Born this way series is by Kriszti. Read the others' stories as well and find the series summary HERE.
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Kriszti (4), (1995)

 

Every year we were asked to stand in front of a shelf full of toys, where we would have worn two different outfits in order to take pictures of our everyday lives in preschool. I still do not understand the main concept of it, but I do remember clearly that I wanted to pose exclusively in a knight’s set as it involved a sword as well. You can see on my face the feelings I had when I couldn’t escape the “princessing”.

I was already crazy about soccer at that time and I loved to wear my brother’s T-shirt. Later, the gritty and outspoken girl I was became a quiet and private teenager. The feeling of otherness occurred when I was 10, however, the situation was not, of course, as evident for me as it became four years later: I wasn’t simply more boyish than the others, it was much more than that. I couldn’t share my feelings with anyone, because living in a small town, I knew that even the walls had ears. Back then some daydreaming after an episode of The L Word was enough for me. I was often wondering about whether there existed a world where lesbians lived “normal” lives.

Although I realized early that I was attracted to girls, accepting it was a long and slow process. Due to my compulsion to fit in, I took ballroom dance and cheerleading classes for years, however, everyone just cries out once they see me moving with music in the background. I had some lame attempts of dating boys, which served only one purpose: there was no doubt that I was not only a little weird, but attracted to girls. I was terrified of disappointing my family, my teachers, my friends, therefore, I always preferred telling white lies.

Now I know that the only person responsible for my life is me. If my life is different from what is dictated by the unwritten rules of a small town, it does not mean that I am less than anyone else. I do not have to force the princess role anymore. Today I am perfectly aware that there is a way to live a normal life as a lesbian, but at first we have to accept ourselves as we are.

 

Translated by Blanka Barabás

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