I'm so glad you're interested! I've always been a bit of a free spirit - the kind who likes to live life on my own terms and push boundaries whenever possible. Growing up, my parents were both artists - my mom was a painter and my dad a musician - so there was always this sense of creativity and experimentation in our household.

I think that's where I developed my love for trying new things and taking risks. As soon as I hit puberty, I started experimenting with sex and sexuality. I had some really intense crushes on girls growing up - there was this one girl named Lily who would walk down the hallway every day, her hair always perfectly messy like she just rolled out of bed. I was so drawn to her.

When I turned 16, my parents finally allowed me to start seeing boys romantically. I started dating a guy in my class named Ethan - we were both on the soccer team and it seemed like the perfect setup. But as soon as things got serious between us, I realized that I wasn't feeling what other people did. Ethan was this sweet, charming guy who wanted me to be his girlfriend... but I just didn't feel a spark.

One night after practice, we were hanging out in the locker room and I just started kissing him. It felt so right - like my body was telling me that this is who I'm meant to be with. We've been together ever since, exploring our desires together.

It's funny because sometimes people