A later bloomer than her peers, Jamie Ramsden felt embarrassed to have so little relationship experience when everybody else had already gotten their awkward first romances out of the way as teenagers. How does an adult lesbian go about dating her first girlfriend? Let’s find out!
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↓ Comic Transcript
Page 1
Jamie Ramsden illustrates with a vibrant, bouncy, cartoony style in a color palette of mostly warm reds, browns, pinks, yellows, and purples.
Narration: Like a lot of other queer people, it took me a while to figure out my sexuality.
In a classroom, a gaggle of adolescent students hang out in their various friend groups before the teacher calls them to order. Jamie's slightly messy brown hair falls below her shoulders and she wears a baggy orange hoody. She sits between two groups who are engaged in their conversations with each other and looks slightly out of place among them.
Narration: The signs that maybe I was a lesbian didn't stick out to me at first:
During recess outside, a group of girls sit against the chainlink fence.
"Joe Jonas is sooo cute" Says one girl.
"I know!" Squeals another.
"I like Harry." Volunteers a third.
"Who do you have a crush on?" A girl asks Jamie, who looks befuddled.
"Shit, shit, think of someone fast or they'll think you're weird!!!" Jamie thinks to herself in a panic, while outwardly she offers, "uhh... Umm, I think Ed Sheeran is cute..."
A comic arrow drops in over her answer, captioned with the word "WHAT???" while the background is filled with an extreme close-up of Ed Sheeran's wall-eyed face.
"Oh!" Her friend exclaims with a little surprised confusion.
Narration: And I had a strange fixation on drawing women's bodies...
Blushing deeply, Jamie frantically waves away the memory of her hand drawing a busty lady in lingerie as she tells the reader, "This is all too complicated to think about, I'm just going to ignore it for now!!!"
Page 2
Narration: When things finally did click for me, I was nervous about exploring relationships.
The young adult version of Jamie frets awkwardly in a sea of confident, beautiful women who are easily interacting with each other. Jamie's hair is now a shaggy shoulder-length cut.
Narration: I was in college now and had missed out on the awkward learning experiences of teen romance.
Narration: It felt embarrassing to have first relationship moments at my age, and even more embarrassing to talk about it.
Jamie's feminine friend enthuses happily as she recounts to her, "...and then I get those butterflies when he sticks his tongue in my mouth, you know??" Flowers and sparkly lights of joy emanate off of her as she skips along in a happy bubble next to a disheveled and uncomfortable Jamie who trudges along.
"Let's... talk about something else." Jamie offers, doing her best to be polite.
Narration: I felt as if I were falling behind, but I was too anxious to try and catch up. I was stuck.
In a visual metaphor, Jamie's peers are sprinting down their lanes on a footrace racing track, far, far ahead of her while she stands frozen at the "START" line.
Page 3
Narration: Things would change for me one summer, though...
A group of college students are unloading their car and bringing their supplies and luggage up to a cute cabin in the woods. A girl with big round glasses and dark wavy hair hands Jamie a bag from the trunk of the car.
Narration: During a trip with my college friends, I started to test the waters with a girl I liked.
Back home in her bed, Jamie texts excitedly on her phone.
Narration: Before the trip we had confessed feelings for each other, but my anxieties kept me from doing anything further.
From Jamie's phone, a chat window reads, "New Message: i like u"
Jamie sits upright, radiating excitement but holding perfectly still, her hands folded together as she thinks, "I will do nothing with this information."
In a fresh setting, two hands are shown in an extreme close-up, holding each other, fingers intermingled.
Narration: She sensed my nervousness and was patient with me.
In the kitchen, Jamie's love interest hugs her from behind as she washes dishes at the sink.
Narration: She did little things to make me feel safe in exploring those feelings.
Jamie opens her mouth expectantly as the dark-haired girl serves her a spoonful of chocolate chip cookie dough from the mixing bowl.
Page 4
The two sleep soundly by each other in a bed, both looking extremely content.
Narration: Eventually, at the end of the trip, I felt comfortable enough to act on those feelings.
"Um..." Her girlfriend offers tentatively, rolling over onto her side to face Jamie. "I really want to kiss you right now..."
After a moment of surprise, the two lean in to chastely kiss each other on the lips as little cherub-Jamie's soar around them, playing their harps and singing.
"Oh shit oh shit it's happening!!" Jamie thinks to herself.
Page 5
The view returns to the metaphorical racing track, where Jamie's shoes are shown at the starting line.
Narration: Being able to move at my own pace and removing societal pressures allowed me to relax and open up.
Jamie takes off down the track, working up a sweat but looking happy as she runs in her lane.
Narration: There's no time limit for relationship firsts. Why not have your first time heart-fluttery moment when you're older? It's your path to walk, and at whatever pace you want. Worrying about what people thought of me just made it harder to take that first step.
Back in the real world, Jamie reaches out to embrace her girlfriend as she declares, "Now, I'm more confident in myself and my sexuality, and I'm more bold with making moves of my own!"
"Oh!" Yelps the girlfriend playfully as Jamie swoops her into a dip and a smooch.
Transcribed by Erika Moen on November 3, 2026
Jamie Ramsden illustrates with a vibrant, bouncy, cartoony style in a color palette of mostly warm reds, browns, pinks, yellows, and purples.
Narration: Like a lot of other queer people, it took me a while to figure out my sexuality.
In a classroom, a gaggle of adolescent students hang out in their various friend groups before the teacher calls them to order. Jamie's slightly messy brown hair falls below her shoulders and she wears a baggy orange hoody. She sits between two groups who are engaged in their conversations with each other and looks slightly out of place among them.
Narration: The signs that maybe I was a lesbian didn't stick out to me at first:
During recess outside, a group of girls sit against the chainlink fence.
"Joe Jonas is sooo cute" Says one girl.
"I know!" Squeals another.
"I like Harry." Volunteers a third.
"Who do you have a crush on?" A girl asks Jamie, who looks befuddled.
"Shit, shit, think of someone fast or they'll think you're weird!!!" Jamie thinks to herself in a panic, while outwardly she offers, "uhh... Umm, I think Ed Sheeran is cute..."
A comic arrow drops in over her answer, captioned with the word "WHAT???" while the background is filled with an extreme close-up of Ed Sheeran's wall-eyed face.
"Oh!" Her friend exclaims with a little surprised confusion.
Narration: And I had a strange fixation on drawing women's bodies...
Blushing deeply, Jamie frantically waves away the memory of her hand drawing a busty lady in lingerie as she tells the reader, "This is all too complicated to think about, I'm just going to ignore it for now!!!"
Page 2
Narration: When things finally did click for me, I was nervous about exploring relationships.
The young adult version of Jamie frets awkwardly in a sea of confident, beautiful women who are easily interacting with each other. Jamie's hair is now a shaggy shoulder-length cut.
Narration: I was in college now and had missed out on the awkward learning experiences of teen romance.
Narration: It felt embarrassing to have first relationship moments at my age, and even more embarrassing to talk about it.
Jamie's feminine friend enthuses happily as she recounts to her, "...and then I get those butterflies when he sticks his tongue in my mouth, you know??" Flowers and sparkly lights of joy emanate off of her as she skips along in a happy bubble next to a disheveled and uncomfortable Jamie who trudges along.
"Let's... talk about something else." Jamie offers, doing her best to be polite.
Narration: I felt as if I were falling behind, but I was too anxious to try and catch up. I was stuck.
In a visual metaphor, Jamie's peers are sprinting down their lanes on a footrace racing track, far, far ahead of her while she stands frozen at the "START" line.
Page 3
Narration: Things would change for me one summer, though...
A group of college students are unloading their car and bringing their supplies and luggage up to a cute cabin in the woods. A girl with big round glasses and dark wavy hair hands Jamie a bag from the trunk of the car.
Narration: During a trip with my college friends, I started to test the waters with a girl I liked.
Back home in her bed, Jamie texts excitedly on her phone.
Narration: Before the trip we had confessed feelings for each other, but my anxieties kept me from doing anything further.
From Jamie's phone, a chat window reads, "New Message: i like u"
Jamie sits upright, radiating excitement but holding perfectly still, her hands folded together as she thinks, "I will do nothing with this information."
In a fresh setting, two hands are shown in an extreme close-up, holding each other, fingers intermingled.
Narration: She sensed my nervousness and was patient with me.
In the kitchen, Jamie's love interest hugs her from behind as she washes dishes at the sink.
Narration: She did little things to make me feel safe in exploring those feelings.
Jamie opens her mouth expectantly as the dark-haired girl serves her a spoonful of chocolate chip cookie dough from the mixing bowl.
Page 4
The two sleep soundly by each other in a bed, both looking extremely content.
Narration: Eventually, at the end of the trip, I felt comfortable enough to act on those feelings.
"Um..." Her girlfriend offers tentatively, rolling over onto her side to face Jamie. "I really want to kiss you right now..."
After a moment of surprise, the two lean in to chastely kiss each other on the lips as little cherub-Jamie's soar around them, playing their harps and singing.
"Oh shit oh shit it's happening!!" Jamie thinks to herself.
Page 5
The view returns to the metaphorical racing track, where Jamie's shoes are shown at the starting line.
Narration: Being able to move at my own pace and removing societal pressures allowed me to relax and open up.
Jamie takes off down the track, working up a sweat but looking happy as she runs in her lane.
Narration: There's no time limit for relationship firsts. Why not have your first time heart-fluttery moment when you're older? It's your path to walk, and at whatever pace you want. Worrying about what people thought of me just made it harder to take that first step.
Back in the real world, Jamie reaches out to embrace her girlfriend as she declares, "Now, I'm more confident in myself and my sexuality, and I'm more bold with making moves of my own!"
"Oh!" Yelps the girlfriend playfully as Jamie swoops her into a dip and a smooch.
Transcribed by Erika Moen on November 3, 2026
