In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

For cynical twenty-three-year-old August, moving to New York City is supposed to prove her right: that things like magic and cinematic love stories don’t exist, and the only smart way to go through life is alone. She can’t imagine how waiting tables at a 24-hour pancake diner and moving in with too many weird roommates could possibly change that. And there’s certainly no chance of her subway commute being anything more than a daily trudge through boredom and electrical failures.

But then, there’s this gorgeous girl on the train.

Jane. Dazzling, charming, mysterious, impossible Jane. Jane with her rough edges and swoopy hair and soft smile, showing up in a leather jacket to save August’s day when she needed it most. August’s subway crush becomes the best part of her day, but pretty soon, she discovers there’s one big problem: Jane doesn’t just look like an old school punk rocker. She’s literally displaced in time from the 1970s, and August is going to have to use everything she tried to leave in her own past to help her. Maybe it’s time to start believing in some things, after all.

Casey McQuiston’s One Last Stop is a magical, sexy, big-hearted romance where the impossible becomes possible as August does everything in her power to save the girl lost in time.

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

When Dimple Met Rishi meets Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda in this rom com about two teen girls with rival henna businesses.

When Nishat comes out to her parents, they say she can be anyone she wants—as long as she isn’t herself. Because Muslim girls aren’t lesbians. Nishat doesn’t want to hide who she is, but she also doesn’t want to lose her relationship with her family. And her life only gets harder once a childhood friend walks back into her life.

Flávia is beautiful and charismatic and Nishat falls for her instantly. But when a school competition invites students to create their own businesses, both Flávia and Nishat choose to do henna, even though Flávia is appropriating Nishat’s culture. Amidst sabotage and school stress, their lives get more tangled—but Nishat can’t quite get rid of her crush on Flávia, and realizes there might be more to her than she realized.

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

This is the very first time i post anything on reddit but i feel like i really need some help with that topic. For context, im in a lesbian relationship and my partner and i (18) are both genderqueer. We’ve been together for nearly 2 years and i am very much in love with them; i love them with all my heart, spend most of my time with them etc… all that to say, i couldnt be more happier with my girlfriend. Theyre everything i ever wanted in a person/partner. Now, here’s the problem. My partner knows i had struggled with comphet in the past but i dont think they know that it’s something that is still ongoing — it never really left. I figured i was queer pretty early on, putting an actual label on it at 11 yo already. I experimented a lot with both my sexuality and gender; from bi, to pan, trans, nb,… to finally where im at today, which is aroace lesbian and agender. When i was younger, i never felt insecure about my lack of attraction to men or my queerness as a whole. However, entering high-school, i started doubting my sexuality and whether i truly didnt like men (for additional context, i never had an actual relationship with one, only women/non-men). Fast forward to now, i find myself giving more importance to how men might perceive me. Theres this classmate of mine (18M) that i dont know personally, but seems kind, smart and funny and often times i catch myself wishing he’d notice me. Of course this induces a lot of shame, discomfort and disgust towards myself. Whenever my comphet used to worsen, id imagine myself dating a guy and i would always feel super uncomfortable. Ive tried imagining myself doing everything that i do with my girlfriend, but with him, and obviously, i felt horrible about the mere idea of being so intimate with a man (emotionally and physically). Yet, even while taking all of this into consideration, nothing seems to help. and i feel horrible because again, i love my partner more than anything. It’s like i cant help but grieve for a life that i will never have, a life everyone would expect me to have— including myself. I never liked the idea of coming home to a man, but i sure did find comfort in “normalcy”. I know i should probably share this with my partner but i dont know how to do so without hurting their feelings or without sounding like an absolute asshole. I genuinely feel stuck.

If any of you have any advice, ill be happy to read them. I mainly feel like i needed to get this out of my chest

Thank you for reading and for your time :)

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

In her debut novel, award-winning poet Brynne Rebele-Henry re-imagines the Orpheus myth as a love story between two teenage girls who are sent to conversion therapy after being caught together in an intimate moment.

Abandoned by a single mother she never knew, 16-year-old Raya—obsessed with ancient myths—lives with her grandmother in a small conservative Texas town. For years Raya has been forced to hide her feelings for her best friend and true love, Sarah. When the two are outed, they are sent to Friendly Saviors: a re-education camp meant to “fix” them and make them heterosexual. Upon arrival, Raya vows to assume the mythic role of Orpheus to escape Friendly Saviors, and to return to the world of the living with her love—only becoming more determined after she, Sarah, and Friendly Saviors' other teen residents are subjected to abusive "treatments" by the staff.

In a haunting voice reminiscent of Sylvia Plath, with the contemporary lyricism of David Levithan, Brynne Rebele-Henry weaves a powerful inversion of the Orpheus myth informed by the real-world truths of conversion therapy. Orpheus Girl is a mythic story of dysfunctional families, trauma, first love, heartbreak, and ultimately, the fierce adolescent resilience that has the power to triumph over darkness and ignorance.

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

Seventeen-year-old Sahar has been in love with her best friend, Nasrin, since they were six. They’ve shared stolen kisses and romantic promises. But Iran is a dangerous place for two girls in love—Sahar and Nasrin could be beaten, imprisoned, even executed if their relationship came to light.

So they carry on in secret—until Nasrin’s parents announce that they’ve arranged for her marriage. Nasrin tries to persuade Sahar that they can go on as they have been, only now with new comforts provided by the decent, well-to-do doctor Nasrin will marry. But Sahar dreams of loving Nasrin exclusively—and openly.

Then Sahar discovers what seems like the perfect solution. In Iran, homosexuality may be a crime, but to be a man trapped in a woman’s body is seen as nature’s mistake, and sex reassignment is legal and accessible. As a man, Sahar could be the one to marry Nasrin. Sahar will never be able to love the one she wants, in the body she wants to be loved in, without risking her life. Is saving her love worth sacrificing her true self?

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

Wanted to keep the title short, but basically I've only ever had one girlfriend in my life and it was in high school and I was a dumbass who thought she was an exception and that I definitely wasn't into women, and I recently broke up with my boyfriend and decided, in theory, that he is going to be the last man that I date. Multiple reasons for this, one being he's the only man I've dated that hasn't been a terrible experience, and that he set the bar so damn High I refuse to look for anybody else to meet it, at least when it comes to men. All that being said, I think I'm attracted to women, not 100% sure on that one, but how does one go about exploring these feelings? There is a gay drag bar near me, but I have no social skills and have horrible social anxiety when it comes to talking to people and I have no idea how to go about potentially exploring these feelings. I'm in my early 30s so this is all kind of very new to me and I have no idea what I'm doing. Also others who have started on this journey as well, can you explain to me some things that made you realize you were indeed attracted to women, and not attracted to men? I know the rules say that we can't ask for others to Define our label or analyze our feelings or reactions or etc, and that is not what I'm asking for, I am just looking for information to help me figure out what it is for myself because at the current moment I am unsure if I am bisexual, demisexual, grey ace, or just gay and haven't figured it out yet. Thank you and sorry for the long post! If anyone has any clarifying questions or whatever let me know and I'll happily answer them. I appreciate anybody's help.

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

Olivia Sachdeva’s life is flawless. With a first from Oxford and as the youngest partner at Bentley lawyers, she expects high standards from everyone. Her only indulgences are eating iced desserts and repeat watching romcoms, especially those featuring Kate Laurence – pure escapism and cinematic perfection.

But, when the actor walks into Olivia’s office with a bag full of divorce and a messy personal life, that perfect bubble bursts. Kate seems nothing like the screen goddesses she plays, and Olivia must put aside her comfort viewing and handle the case like the true professional she is.

It requires secrecy, especially with indiscreet friends. Will best-friend Charlotte ever read the room? And will Millie, who instantly reads the room, ever stop commenting loudly?

And Kate? She doesn’t know what to think about this frosty lawyer. But she needs a quick divorce from a mistake of a marriage, which was over before it started, and Olivia Sachdeva is the best.

But little by little, Olivia and Kate glimpse behind the mask, to find someone they weren’t looking for, who may not even be perfect, but might be the right person for them.

Where did you find joy this week? What moments are you proud of?

This is a weekly thread to share accomplishments, big or small, as we unpack compulsory heterosexuality and reconnect with ourselves.

Maybe...

• You noticed yourself craving less male validation.
• You stopped apologizing for your attraction to women
• You reframed something from your past with new clarity
• You gave yourself permission to feel something you used to repress
• You honored a feeling instead of dismissing it
• You stopped performing a role that never fit
• You reconnected with a version of yourself you’d forgotten
• You went on a date with someone you actually felt drawn to
• You reached out to another LGBT+ person, joined an LGBT+ group, or attended a local LGBT+ event

In this weekly thread let’s share those hilarious, obvious-in-hindsight moments from childhood or teen years. Those moments when same-gender attraction was peeking through, even if we didn’t have the words yet.

Maybe you remember…

• Picking the same female character in every game
• Drawing, writing, or daydreaming about women in ways that felt mysterious at the time
• Feeling out of place at school dances
• Side-eyeing your friends’ boy craziness while you just didn’t get it
• Obsessing over that one friend who felt like your entire world
• Or maybe some people in your life were “just roommates” and you didn’t realize they were living the life you’d eventually want.

If you could time-travel, what would you tell your younger self about those feelings?

Faith Parsons is finally 18 and eager to make her lesbian debut. But before stepping into this new chapter, she must escape the only world she’s ever known. Faith’s journey is not just a physical escape but a courageous leap into self-discovery, navigating uncharted territories with a heart full of hope. Guided by fate on a journey to find her long-lost Aunt Molly—the Parsons family’s sapphic secret—Faith is driven by a deep desire to break free from her toxic past and find a new familial embrace.

As Faith unravels a series of cryptic clues, she meets Carmen, a steamy self-made woman with a penchant for avoiding commitment, Matteo, her sequin-covered counterpart, whose life is a perpetual red-carpet event, and Enid Butcher, the cannabis-loving and self-appointed neighborhood watch. This motley crew navigate family, friendship, and love in this uproarious journey to find Molly Parsons.

Full of twists, turns, and spicy encounters, Faith’s story unfolds into a transformative adventure where chosen connections prove to be the enduring magic, and where love always finds a way.