I’m proud to be bisexual. We’re a misunderstood breed. When I came out to my gay friends, I thought I was going to get some kind of a welcome gliteratti leather and lace parade with a ball later that night that included a step and repeat. Nope. All I got was, “You’re a slut, you’re confused, you’re in a phase, we don’t want you.” Well, fine. Be that way. My tube sock collection might suggest otherwise, but I’m pretty secure in the fact that it’s all about the person to me. Why else would I date a Star Wars nerd?
And maybe it is a phase, but I don’t think so. I think we have more important things to think and care about other than who our fellow friends, relatives and/or students love. That feels a little preachy, but too bad. I don’t think that there’s anything that should hold you back from what your heart is telling you except bad breath. Get a mint, girl, and let’s talk.
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