“I knew I was gay at 5 years old,” Bass told cabler HLN. “Like I knew it. I knew what it was. At 5. So, you tell me it's a choice.”
“I knew at 5 years old. But I knew I had to hide it from everyone … out of shame and fear,” he added. Full story here!
WGB: Ironically I also knew I was gay at around 5 years old but I waited until I was 18 years to come out. How old were you when you realized you were gay?
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By latest 7. right after 1st grade when boys started pulling cute girl pigtails they found cute I wanted to tease the boys.
I also knew at a very young age. I was attracted to boys as early as age six that I remember, but made the connection about being gay at about age eight. Growing up in a then Catholic, then converted to Pentecostal home, I too hid it from everyone out of fear and shame. I came out to my friends as early as sixteen and seventeen years old, but withheld my revelation to my family until I was 24.
I realized I was attracted to guys in junior high, but I was in deep denial about being gay until my mid twenties
I knew at about 6 that I was different but I had my first sex dream about another boy when I was in the third grade.
I knew about when I was 10, when I was just starting sixth grade and I had crushes on the other boys. I can remember though having those same feelings about a friend of mine who moved away when I was 9. So for me latest 9 years old, or fifth grade. I didn't have the language to call it "gay" or "homosexual" in any meaningful manner until about seventh grade though, but I knew I had crushes on other boys and feelings I can now recognize as gay. Interstingly, Well before puberty started at 13 or so and before I knew the word "gay".
I wish my comment can be useful to someone in order to reconsider things.
I can't say "directly" I was gay at the age of 5 but... At the age of 5, I started an evil fear of dogs, even the smallest and the most peaceful one. To avoid one on a sidewalk, I could cross a wide street to avoid it without being able to consider that a car could hit me. Avoiding the dog was too important for me.
Being teenager, things turned worse and I was on the brink of falling in a deep nevrosis (the fear of everything. The main fear was the sexual fear of women, what their intention were ? Obviously, I could only think it could be evil intentions, mostly humiliating me to the world).
Today, I'm pacified on the topic, I can control myself to avoid such confrontations.
Today, it's obvious that my fear of dogs was the sexual fear of women. It started at the age of 5. I do remember my first sexual dream was at the age of 9.
I knew I was different from a very young age, but it wasn't until I was 13 years old when I had my first crush on a boy (who also turned out to be gay, and very handsome) that I put two and two together. I remember watching him cross the campus at school and I thought to myself "oh my god I'm attracted to guys and that boy is beautiful." Growing up being gay was something that wasn't talked about. I wasn't afraid or ashamed of being gay, I just didn't speak about it because I didn't know what it meant to be gay. I didn't come out until I was 15 and didn't start living an openly gay lifestyle until I was 18. I never had a negative reaction from anyone after them finding out I am gay, and for that I am really lucky. I'm glad that youth now a days have resources and information out there that I never had even 10 years ago.
I knew between 4 and 6 that I'd rather play house with boys. In junior high I was tormented with the words queer, and faggot but had no idea what they meant. When I became a pseudo-jock in high school my tormentors backed off. I came out to everyone, friends and family alike shortly after my 21st birthday. I haven't looked back since. This October (National Coming out weekend) will be 24 years.
I knew at 5 or earlier. It may sound funny but I am an old soul. I told my parents when i was 15, but told two girl cousins when i was like 11 and 12.
I always thought my experience was kind of strange, figuring out I was gay. When I was in 7th or 8th grade I found myself imagining some of the other boys in my class when I became sexually active, and I had what I know now was my first real crush on a boy in freshman year of high school. Unlike a lot of other people who posted here, for some reason I never put two and two together. I didn't know what gay meant, I don't think I had ever really heard it and thought on it until the summer of my sophomore year, the only time I'd really ever been picked on for being gay. Ironically, it's them making fun of me that made me actually think about my sexuality, and by the end of my junior year I started coming out to my closer friends and my sister, who I told first of course.
When I look back on how I was it seems almost silly, that while my body was doing one thing and my mind was thinking one thng, another part of my mind just didn't connect the obvious dots. But now I know and I really am comfortable with who I am now.
I knew at 4, but being in a marine family, and the oldest son, and raised in religion, I was 40 before I accepted it in myself, and 44 when I came out publicly.
My earliest memory was when I was in 2nd grade. My Mom had Playgirl magazine in her night stand and my dad had Penthouse in his, I used to always sneak into my moms night stand to look at her magazines.
I didn't know what gay was until 11 or 12. However I knew I had some sort of attraction to men starting at 3 or 4. My dad would take me to the gym to play racquetball when I was really young. I still remember my favorite part was going in the locker room and the possibility of seeing naked men. I would always try to run into the showers to see if anyone was naked in there.
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