My Life as a Lesbian

Janice Estelle Pruse

Description

Get to know the person, be friends first, it may not be the one your looking for or you may not be the one they want.
With so much love to offer I was looking for real love, with someone to share there life with me. I am honest open mined and never cheated on my loved ones. I give all of me to one person. I do my best to make them happy and loved.

Sujets

• Personal Memoirs
• Biography
• Lesbian
• Autobiography
• Life
• LGBT

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 07 novembre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781663246509
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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My Life as a Lesbian
 
Was love that hard to find?
 
 
 
 
 
 
Janice Estelle Pruse
 
 
 
 

 
MY LIFE AS A LESBIAN
WAS LOVE THAT HARD TO FIND?
 
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Library of Congress Control Number: 2022918572
 
 
iUniverse rev. date: 11/04/2022

I am a lesbian, whose life was much of a shambled; my younger days before I got into relationships were easy. There was nothing to worry about, but what I was going to do the next day. Our parents took all the worries and problems so that we could have a good and happy childhood life; until the day my hormones started to kick in, and my brain started to decide to say well; let’s start having relationships. And let’s see how that side of life does. It started when I was in High School, when I like this one girl, but I never knew if she ever like me, we just stayed friends.
I notice I like women, when I was about 14 years old, it could have started when I was younger, I would always liked to dress as a guy so that women would notice me, I didn’t know how to approach women. Some of the women didn’t like lesbians or gays, so I had to be very careful who I ask, because I like them romatically, I could get punch out by one of the girls. I like the sensitive, loving, caring, nurture and understanding in women. I look into their eyes and saw the love and compassion, which I don’t see in a man. I couldn’t fall in love with a man as easily I would with a women.
In high school I was interested in girls but I was afraid to approach anyone, not knowing how they would react towards me, I wasn’t a fighter I would avoid confrontations with people.
I had a boyfriend in high school, it wasn’t a long term relationship, I was 16 years old he was 24 years old. My mom had found out about it, and she caught him at the gas station one day and told him to stay away from my daughter, he did, I wouldn’t doubt she scared the crap out him because I never saw him again.
In high school I would help my friends when they had problems with their boyfriends, they would come to see me about what they should do, I would tell them to be honest with them and say how they feel, and it is up to that person on how they take the situation. Some of them could handle the honesty, but some couldn’t handle the truth. I am a very blunt person I tell it like it is, but sometimes I knew when to hold my opinions.
About the age of sixteen I decided to run away from home, thinking no one loved me or if my parents didn’t care, I felt alone. To tell you the truth, now that I think about it, I just couldn’t get things done my way. Amazing when a person gets older how all the pieces fit together, people start to understand why our parents did what they do. As young people we think we know more than any one, I wished I listened more and did less on what I wanted, and more of what I needed.
I was always active with surfing, baseball, canoe paddling, and bowling; I was more of an outdoor person, I am more of that tom boyish person. I remember that when I was about nine years old, my oldest brother took me surfing, so we paddled out kind of far, well as soon as we got far enough my brother left me by myself and he went home (dirty trick) of course I started to cry. A surfer saw me and pushed me back to shore. I still went out surfing I wasn’t scared, I guess my brother wanted me to not be afraid of being in the ocean.
So in love with life, God, even though I’ve been through a lot I always think of the blessings that is given to me, if it weren’t for my pass I wouldn’t of been the strong women I am today, I want to thank everyone who has taught me, and for my family being there when I needed them, I really appreciate all that they have done, to think if my family at times deny my quest for things I wouldn’t of learn how to be dependent on myself.
Then at the age of 18 I was working for a towing company, I’d go to the race track and hook up the disable racing cars. When we weren’t doing that we go and tow vehicles around the island, I like that job. My other brother was into racing so I help him fix engines, to get it ready for racing. I remember we were fixing this one engine on an A frame and the pulley gave out the motor fell right on my foot. Luckily my foot didn’t get damage to seriously, I didn’t have to get rush to the hospital. Just rub it and continued helping my brother.
Then it started my heart fell in love, for the first time in my life.
My first experience with a woman, I was excited, finally someone noticed me. She was about 32 years older then I, it was back in the middle of 1975, it was very exciting at first, but she was with someone else at the time we had met, and her girlfriend was trying to flirt with me “please I wasn’t into manly women” I like famine women, at the time she was divorced, she had two homes, and three adult children. I was interested in her, being that this was my first time liking a women. I went to her house so that I could go swimming in her pool, (just an excuse to be there), she was interested in me also, because she kept watching me, where ever I go in the house or even sitting watching television. Then one day we made that big move, we finally got together as a couple, it was rough in the begining of our relationship. Because I was only 17yrs of age at the time.