Your first queer crush or relationship: 30-Week Genderqueer Challenge Part 25

This post is part of my participation in the 30-day genderqueer challenge, which I have modified to a weekly exercise.

Today’s prompt: Your first queer crush or relationship

This is a weird prompt to be a part of a genderqueer challenge, because um, wouldn’t any romantic/sexual crushes or relationships we enbies have be queer? They sure can’t be straight. Add to that the apparent prevalence of ace and aro identities in non-binary people, and it seems even more out of place.

But I digress.

My first romantic relationship was queer, even relative to the gender I identified with at the time. When I was 18, I told my best friend from high school that I was in love with her, and it turned out that the feeling was mutual! We dated long-distance (she was in Toronto for university, and I was living in Nova Scotia at the time, a whole tiem zone away) for a little over a year before she broke up with me.

It was my first love, and it was beautiful and mind-bending and gave me so many feelings I had never had before and it was great. It was also scary and I was had no idea what I was doing, and I wasn’t as good a partner as I could or should have been.

Yeah. Not sure how interesting that is to anyone, but there ya go!


Catch the rest of my 30-week genderqueer challenge here!

3 comments

  1. It’s actually super interesting! You could do a whole 2nd post about it – I feel like it’s so common to have a crush on a best friend, but that it doesn’t actually go anywhere usually…

    1. This is a good point, I think especially when growing up queer – I was very, very lucky that my best friend crush wasn’t straight. She had actually come out to me as bi over the summer before she moved away, but I was too chicken to make a move then :P

  2. My first relationship was when I was 14 (yeah that young). It was before I came out as trans, but it was with my former friend Jeremy. We kept it very quiet, but it was fun while it lasted. I used to sleep over at his house – his mum thought we were just friends. And it was a good escape from my own family at the time.

    Unfortunately he went off to boarding school and we saw one another less and less. Then we lost touch.

    The weird thing was, even though I wasn’t out as trans, I still felt like his girlfriend.

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