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I would like this to remain anonymous if possible:

By the time I found out that I am gay at the age of 12, I had a strong belief in the LDS (Mormon) faith. The LDS faith strongly opposes any form of homosexuality and considers it a major sin. Because of this, when I found out that I am gay, I refused to believe it. I told myself that God would help to be healed of such desires. I fully believed that I would someday be happily married to a woman. I began praying every night, asking God to take away the “temptations” that I was feeling toward other boys. I was as faithful as I could be, trying everything in my power to rid myself of homosexuality. Deep down inside, without even realizing it, I hated myself. That hatred soon began to show as I slowly realized that I was not being “cured”.

I fell into a depression that tore me to pieces. I didn’t feel like I deserved any form of love whatsoever. But then a friend came along that showed me that it was okay to be who I was. She showed me that I could love myself, even if I am gay. She pulled me out of my depression. I felt the pressure of my church lift off of my shoulders as I realized that staying in the church would hurt me more than it could do me good. I came out to my parents, who completely support me to this day and have shown nothing but love and acceptance. I am excited for the day where I can fall in love with a man and I know that I never again have to be ashamed because of who I love.

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