I first realized I was gay in junior high school, in gym class, I found I really liked looking at the guys running around in their shorts. At first I thought that everyone was like that, but then I slowly realized I was different. In my mind, I really did want to be straight, but I really didn't put much effort into actually being straight, I went on a few dates with girls, I kissed one girl and well, nothing. Then I kissed a boy and it was like fireworks and all that jazz and I realized, oh yeah, I'm totally completely gay. I haven't looked back since. Not that it's been easy, but I'm much happier now than when I was 17 and miserable and half in the closet.