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And it hit the real rock bottom when I was moving out, my sophomore year of college. That was after living with them, hiding myself, had already driven me to try to kill myself once. On top of having cut myself for years. Anyway, that was when I finally came out to my family — well, mostly, and sort of At the time, I was just coming out as a lesbian, because that's all I thought I was then. I didn't yet realize I was non-binary, or that I liked men as well as women. 2/4