I always get so excited for Pride month!
My job is centred in the village of my city, pride flags are everywhere, our roads are painted rainbow, and we have two pride parades a year. So being able to experience pride in all it's glory. It has been a long road. And it's longer still.
I'm extremely open about being Bi on the Internet, and i end up self projecting that Bi on all of my main characters. But i don't think I've ever talked about how I've had to deal with being Bi. Ever. And usually in my stories i write worlds i wish i lived in for my characters. Where sexuality isn't a big deal, where people don't have to experience hate for who they are.
Looking back. I'm pretty sure i had crushes on girls since i was like 9. I was very much aware of girls. But I lived in small town and had a homophobic mother. So I only knew gay as the term "Happy".
Made this a month back.
Anyway. After that it was this weird feeling. I knew i liked boys and girls. But at the same time i never acknowledged that i knew.
I remember watching Katy Perry sing "I kissed a girl" and realize that holy shit this is a thing. That this is something others also experience and it's okay. Until my mom, upon hearing the song. Turned of the tv saying "lets not watch this trash." On which i learned to the extent that my mom hated gays.
When i entered highschool i got surrounded by better people. When i mean better people i mean nice to me. (Not knowing I'm Bi). I remember when my friend chris came out as gay. And some many of us banded together to show him we loved him and supported him no matter what. But i wasn't that lucky. Since my best friend in the group was terrified, (actually terrified) of wlw. And chris himself constantly talked about how Bi's are just sluts and or faking it.
I chose to stay in the closet. And i stayed in the closet all of highschool, and all of college. Which was sad. In college i was away from family and small towns. I was in the big city. I went to the lgbta+ support group. ((AS A "STRAIGHT" ALLY)). I fell in love with the most wonderful woman and if i wasn't in the closet i would have 100% have married her one day because geuss what? She had loved me back.
I now live 8 hours away from my family. Everyone who knows me here knows I'm Bi. I'm open about it. I share an apartment with my married lesbian roommates. I'm friends with the owners of the cities central gay bar. All of my friends i kept from college have also come out as Bi/Pan.
I'm still also in the closet. No one from highschool knows, and I'm still on good terms with my family and they don't know, we go camping the weekend of my cities big pride party weekend so i never go. I don’t know what will happen if i ever decide to settle down with anyone who isn't a man.
I don't want to sound sad. I'm happy with my sexuality, I've never thought something was wrong with me, even as a kid i knew their hate was their problem.
I geuss i wanted to just let it all out. Let people know that i get it. And that I'm also open to listen.
Also my advice. That Ive learned ovwr the years.
There always seems to be rules about being lgbta+. That it's a all or nothing being in the closet as one of the rules. Or that you Have to experience dysphoria if you're trans
Those rules are bunk. Just be a good person and Just be you. Everyones different a d everyone will experience things different.