The best part of a relationship is getting to call the person, or lay down next to them, and tell them all the crazy things that happened to you all day long. In the end that’s what it’s about. It’s not about sex, it’s not about the money they give you, it’s not about how good looking they are, it’s about them listening to you talk for hours and hours and hours, about stupid shit that doesn’t matter.
Everyone finds out they’re gay at different times. I found out in 8th grade. That’s okay. My girlfriend found out last year. That’s okay too. I have a friend who didn’t know until college. That’s also okay. Don’t pressure someone into something they aren’t aware of yet. They’ll figure it out, whether it’s at age six or 84, let them do their own soul searching.