I was thinking the other day how realizing you're gay is such a weird process. First I kind of discovered it but ignored it, then I acknowledged it but I told myself I'd never come out and I'd have a wife someday because of my parents, and now I like myself I don't care what people think and I think I should be ready to come out soon to at least a couple friends. I no longer see myself as unfortunate victim it's not a big deal.
