. I was abused at 6 for 6 years by my dad. i started therapy about a year ago.
it's been difficult, challenging, painful at times. but i can say that I am no longer living inside my head, it's been the best time of my life as i actually deal with the healing process.
the only two things I suggest to you as you start:
1. be honest... at first i thought i was being honest, but i wasn't. 8 months in, i said screw it and journaled my deepest darkest secrets and catastrophe type thoughts. got major encouragement for that from my T. "those are feelings." Best thing I ever did, take the filter off and just be honest.
2. be easy on yourself... be easy on yourself. give yourself permission to feel, to be angry, sad, happy, whatever you are feeling. you deserved SO MUCH better. take what you deserved then and give it to yourself now
oh, and don't worry about PC here... we all get it. it's not that you have a thing against gays. it's that you are pissed when people believe something about you that's not true.
for the "girlfriend" that told others your story... WHAT A DOUCHE!!!!
but you can expect the unexpected. truth is no one knows how to respond to something like this. my now wife responded with 2 of the 7 less than ideal responses..."do you think you'll do it too" and "i want you to see someone."
expect the unexpected. i would hold off on telling anyone else for now, until you start really knowing and understanding your story. for what it's worth, i told some people in my life as i grew up. turns out i wasn't truly sharing the story with the concept of healing in mind... i was still looking for someone to protect me. I was also justifying or trying to explain my "head in the clouds" behavior.
now, i know my story, i know what happened and i am sharing it as appropriate to safe and healthy people. i expect nothing in return. (although the first few folks were the start of building my support network... as you start telling again, you'll find that it gets emotionally heavy and draining. telling is the first step to releasing yourself of the shame you've held on to).
this will all make sense in time. so just be easy on yourself. give yourself time. this isn't a race and there is no finish line. our finish line is being able to wake up every day knowing that this is a part of who we are, accepting its effects, and choosing to deal with them head on. it's a daily struggle that gets easier every day. as Fun. sings... "it gets better, it gets better, it gets better, it WILL get better."
i admire your courage to deal with this head on, it takes more than you may realize.
good luck brother!