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I knew I wanted to be a mother around the age of 14, however when I realised at 16 that I was gay I thought that parenthood was off the table. After much teenage experimentation with girls and a couple of long term (long term in teenage years – read 6 months!) girlfriends I started a relationship with my best friend – who was a man. The relationship lasted 2 years and and was complete hell – he didn’t treat me very well and I was deeply unhappy. If I’m entirely honest with myself I think the only reason I stuck around was grasping for normality and the idea of having children one day. When it all came to an end my only thought was that it was my last chance at having children (at the ripe old age of 23). At the time, the thought of fertility treatment and donor sperm seemed like a complete fantasy – I’d have to be rich to afford IVF.