I was interested in fictional characters long before other real people. My first crushes were a pretty even mix of male and female animated Disney characters, and also Xena and Olivia Benson (I watched Xena and Law and Order SVU with my mom lol).
My first crush that I identified as a crush was on a boy, in kindergarten. In retrospect I think I'd had crushes on girls before that, but I didn't know girls could be interested in girls until I was like... god in middle school???? So I just thought I wanted to be friends with them
The first time I actively realized I had a crush on a girl was with my first girlfriend in my freshman year of high school.
I have a definite preference towards other women and nb people over men, but I'm still romantically attracted to people of all gender identities.
None of this is helped by the fact that my entire life I've struggled with defining whether I'm romantically or platonically interested in someone because I want to be friends and/or date people I'm interested in. And because I experienced csa when I was 5, I was insanely focused on adult men sexually for years which also clouded things.
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