I am a proud bisexual woman. I have had a bit of a journey to get to this place in my life. So basically when I was 12-13 I realized I seemed to like girls. I didn't seem to like boys at all and it really confused me..I had no one I could tell to it about and so I never did.
looking back I realized it was because all the boys I knew were bullies so of course I didn't like them. Because of said bullying I got super depressed and basically just had no interest in dating and didn't feel sexually attracted to anyone. So I thought I was asexual.
I was more open about this but no one seemed to support me and kept telling me I wasn't and no one was. (while true for me, it is such bullshit)
In my very early twenties I finally went to counselling after two attempts on my life and even thought I fought it I was out in an antidepressant. Well within five weeks I felt like a completely different person. I had been depressed so long and counseling and the meds helped so much. I started making friends and got invited out with them.
Realized very quickly I was still checking out women, but also men. I was kinda blown away. Started talking about it a little. Told my big sister who also came out as bisexual but I'm the only family member who knows. She had a long time partner who she just had a baby with.
I told my parents and they had weird reactions. My mom who was always the "ally" was suddenly very non allyish. She didn't think I really knew I was bisexual and was convinced I was just gay or experimenting. My dad who is literally homophobic (actually scared of gay people) was supportive of me but didn't understand. It was really weird.
Soon after this I met the person I was going to marry but we remained friends only for many more years. We mostly saw each other at conventions as he lived in another province.I dated more people. Mostly women as I felt a little more comfortable with women over men at this point for personal reasons not important to this story.
I moved provinces and was in the same city as my friend. Six months after moving we started dating. I wasn't like hugely open with being bisexual. And still only casually dated people. It turned seriously very quickly. And when I told him he didn't care. He was just happy I was open with who I was. I didn't go to any community events or anything for pride bur he took me to my first pride parade.
He took me every year until a year after we got married and I decided I wanted to be open with who I was. so told him as much. He pulled some strings and I got to march with him by my side in the parade. (He's hetrosexual).
We even held a sign that said "He didn't cure me. He loves and accepts me." His said "Plus we check out chicks together".
I've been very openly bi since then and very proud of myself. It's been a weird journey.
