@GracieGirl,
Technically or legit?
About 5 I fell madly in love with some older boy, he had black hair and sideburns and he talked to me and played with some cheap plastic toy I had, so I knew we must be dating. Mother was in phase-1 of lunacy and didn't react. My father may or may not have noticed. Anyway, the love interest graduated high school and went to college and eventually to Brooklyn.
Fast forward a few years, I was in high school and in my teens. I hadn't been advised by anyone about non-heterosexual relationships, so I dated girls. Brenda, Nancy, Joanne. Mercifully it didn't go anywhere as I don't want to think of all the damage which could have been done emotionally to them. Mother despised Nancy, accused her of all manners of things, mainly that Nancy was "trying to get her hooks" in me. She was far from cool about it. She had issues.
All 3 of them are now married and quite happy the last I heard.
About 19 I finally got out of the closet and started dating men, Mother of course didn't approve when she eventually found out (I was 22 or so at the time and everybody else already knew, she didn''t handle it at all well). My father, who had departed planet Earth a few years earlier, most likely wouldn't have had a problem with it. He was a quiet sort usually, and drunk much of the time; but, he seemed most concerned that his children were happy. Uncle Bert (one of my several guardians), my grandmother (another guardian), Jerome and Irene (yes, more guardians) were okay with my choices.