What I 'm Bisexual?

It has been one year since I made a bold movement to come out to my mom as pansexual. Just to clarify, that does not mean I’m attracted to “pans” ,as in the one I could go to my kitchen and pull out. Pansexual, as defined in the dictionary, means to “not be limited in sexual choice regarding biological sex, gender, or gender identity”. Now, I may not be the best at explaining certain situations too in depth, but if I were to rate my most emotional moments in my entire lifetime, then my coming out story would most definitely rank number one. Without further ado, I present to you the most personal moment that I have ever experienced.

At the age of twelve I knew for sure that I was gay. I struggled with this internally because I knew that socially it was not normal. Many people made fun of gay people, and they made some people feel very bad about themselves. The first task of coming out was not to let people get to me in

Growing up I was different from all the other boys; for example, during recess in elementary school most boys would elect to go play “Power Rangers”, but I would always choose to play house with the girls. If we had a free day during Physical Education the boys would generally chose to play some sport that requires a ball, and I would choose to go play double Dutch with the girls, pretty much anyone I chose to hang out was a girl. At the time I didn’t think it was weird that I generally enjoyed doing things that were traditionally considered girly, It was just an aspect of who I was, But once I went to middle school I learned that meant people would call me gay. It would later take me over eight years to have the courage the courage to come out of my closet, and admit that I was gay.

Around my middle school years, I knew something about myself was unique, but I could not quite put my finger on it. No one in my family was gay, the word gay was rarely spoken and I did not even know queerness existed. My family lived a very heteronormative lifestyle and I always assumed I would marry a girl and have children. I remember very clearly a day when I was in sixth grade, I was standing in the hallway after class and someone asked me, “are you gay?” I did not know how to react, I did not even know what the word “gay” meant. I immediately replied “NO” as the term gay was always used synonymously with stupid. After school that day, I asked my grandma what it meant to be gay and she described what it mean to be gay. In that moment,

shirtless in Days of Our Lives and thinking he was gorgeous. As such, I stayed in the closet for an amount of time. Even then, I still managed to be pulled out of the closet. After this, life was interesting to say the least. One of the struggles I faced was the fact that in Mexican culture, being gay was looked down upon. Also, a couple of years before I realized I was gay, a family member in Mexico came out of the closet and was removed from the family. With this being said, I was terrified to be gay. While at home, I tried to act as “straight” as I could, while at school, I tried to be a stereotypical gay so I wouldn’t be bullied or questioned as much.

My parents were struggling after my older sister came out a lesbian before fleeing to college. Seeing how hurt they were, I kept my support for her secret. I remember one night hearing my mom alone in her room, sobbing and crying to God. She pleaded with Him, begging “why me?” I could not come out.

As a nine-year-old girl I knew I was not “normal”. I didn’t like boys the way my friends did and I would always push my thoughts about girls away because it was “wrong”. At fourteen I started to come to terms with who I was. The thought of being a lesbian in high school petrified me. I thought I would never be able to openly be myself, I would lose friends and everyone would see me differently. The thought of finding love never crossed my mind because I never knew how I would tell a complete stranger that I was a lesbian. My family was extremely supportive after the initial

By October 11th, 2015, everyone knew of my sexuality. Everyone, that is, except my mum. My mum, who I have long been close to, who I have known longer than anyone in the world, was completely unaware of her daughter’s attraction to people of the same gender.

One day I realized that I would pay attention to and have crushes on the female characters in tv shows more than the males. I already knew what being gay was and how my family talked about people who didn't sexually identify as heterosexual, so I tried to hide it and I tried to get rid of my tendency to prefer females. I would be hurt and smile through whenever my parents would joke about gay people and call them names without knowing they were hurting someone they cared about.

Unique to a trans* population is a change in their outward gender appearance. It is not uncommon for family members to state “why can’t you just be gay” after disclosure, highlighting the difference family member’s face when trying to accept an individual coming out as

I have always been Bi sexual, I did have a couple of girl friends in my past. I knew I liked girls in 8th grade I thought it was just a phase. I never told my mother or father because they are both Christians and I grew up in a church. I kept it quiet for as long as I could! I was forced to tell my mother I was gay. It was my senior year and I was on the basketball team for the school. Mesha is another team mate on my team who I was dating and still currently dating. We never let our feelings distract the way we played in practice or on the court. We knew how my coach felt about Gay people so we kept our relationship a secret from her. One day after school in the lunch room, we were in study table doing homework before practice. Mesha came up to me and kissed me as she pulled away I could see my coach

My coming out went really smoothly. My grandma is totally chill with it. I first told her in 3rd grade when I liked Kennedy. I honestly can not remember a thing about it, but I do know now that I talk to her about it quite often, and she does not care. She supports me.

Growing up everyone is told that they are unique. “Be yourself,” “use your God-given talent,” and other expressions such as these impress the aforementioned narrative into our minds. Thus, when I was around thirteen years old, I thought my sexuality was just a part of me that only I had. I wanted to share this feature about myself; I wanted to take pride in it and show it off. Coming out to a close few friends showed positive and emotional responses. Riding on this high, I was ready to embrace myself in high school. Yet, my naivety took the best of me as I was going to an all male, religious high school. My sexuality has provided me with experiences that have and will continue to shape my life. These struggles, whether they are internal or external, have provided me with invaluable skills.

We were chatting about school and friends when suddenly they told me they were bisexual. Although I personally have not struggled with my sexuality, I understand the struggles of identifying who you truly are, and not what your family or society tells you to be. I was able to empathize and connect with them through my experiences. The Ted Talk about Sympathy vs. Empathy says, “rarely can a response make something better; what makes something better is connection.” Through self-examination and personal growth, connecting with others is what I believe to be my greatest strength.

Nothing to be ashamed about being bisexual. You may fear for the criticism you may get levelled against you for being bisexual, but understand that it's your freedom to live the life you want and none other than you have any say in it. Only thing is that, often people get confused when they hear the word bisexual and tend to pass on their judgement through their coloured glasses. For a person who is not heterosexual, it is difficult to deal with the issue of bisexuality as it would be heartbreaking and difficult to deal emotionally. One must understand that a woman being bisexual doesn't mean that she is prepared to have sex freely with men and women. Bisexual women are not for your sexual entertainment and if you have any such ideas in your mind to spend some time , refrain approaching women with that kind of a wrong notion. Relationship never develops that way. If your girl friend is prepared lift her veil and tell you about her relationship with another woman, treat her kindly and with care. If she is prepared to have relationship with you and you are prepared to take the things revealed by her in stride, it would be good for you and her. In case you are not capable of digesting what she has revealed then do not experiment with her.