With Pride on the horizon and new summer friends, I am dreading the question of my sexuality again. I am BiSexual. I thought I was OK with that. I AM OK WITH THAT. It is terribly unfortunate, however, that the term "BiSexual" brings to mind images of some asshole jacking-off in the corner of a room while he watches me make-out with his girlfriend. I truly enjoy sex, and I enjoy it with lots of different people. We poke fun. Slut. Greedy. Mormon. Meanwhile, there is the stigma of not being gay AND not being straight. Are we both or neither? I like to play roller derby...I am not a "Jammer", but that doesn't mean I never "Jam". Is it not better to love many indiscriminately, or should everyone really just choose a side already? Boxing myself in like that just sounds too sad and suffocating. So, again it is time for me to re-ground myself, take a deep breath, put on my big girl panties and just learn to be PROUD and happy with the way that I am.
"No. I'm BiSexual. YOU'RE CONFUSED!" :)
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