Until the age of about 13, when I met some queer folks (I was straight at the time) and some people with undocumented parents, I wore my grandpa’s red hat at school. I was proudly against undocumented immigration and didn’t care much about the environment, though I was friendly with my peers and left-wingers, I just kept my beliefs and they kept theirs.
Well, that eventually changed. My grandpa became more right-wing, I became more leftist and now I am a proud leftist
You figured it out earlier than I did. I remember “voting” third party in my middle school’s presidential tally because the republican candidate wasn’t “conservative enough.”
It’s easy to be shaped by the opinions of your family when you’re young — your brain isn’t fully developed and they’re your unit. Once you started experiencing other perspectives, and realized they made more sense, you changed. It took me until undergrad to realize my previous beliefs made no sense. Give yourself credit, and stay curious.