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Blog - Amplify your voice

Monday, January 18, 2010 at 9:00:00 PM EST

Right now I feel like I'm about to throw up, but more on that later.

Again, if you've read previous blog posts, I finally accepted myself, blah blah blah. Knowing that you thought girls were just as wonderful, if not better, as boys in some cases since you were six makes you different around my area. I really didn't even know what bisexuality was until my adolescence. Then I accepted what it was in my early tween years, then put a label on it later.

I know that I'm never going to come out to my parents. Ever. I don't know why, but having them hate me because I have different sexual preferences doesn't intrigue me in the least. My friends are all homophobic, but one could argue that that's just the mindset they were raised in. Recently, I've got a little bugged out about being in a closet. Aside from the fact that I'm an extreme claustrophobe, (que rimshot) I wanted someone to talk to beside the internet. So, that's when I decided I would confide in my best friend of eight years.

After trying to avoid it, slightly hinting it, dropping it, not talking about it, then finally admitting it, all she said was, "That's it?" I felt a lot better, but I still felt worse. I'm still not going to tell anyone else that I know. I'm not going to scream it from the mountain tops. Yeah, I feel like I'm going to be sick, but that's merely flu stuff. I apologize for falsely leading you on :p

So, this is for everyone who asks how to come out. Just do it. Don't make yourself. Be sure. Don't do it in a fight or something like that.

Anyone else have any stories or inspiration they'd like to share?


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YES!

I was in a similar position over the summer at a camp. I made a list of 35 people that I couldn't tell a secret. I stayed up all night crying over my computer. Then I was crying in the hallway and had a consuler come over and talk with me.

A few months later I accidently showed my conservative friend. He was totally cool with it.

Then I broke down the walls one by one and accepted "my secret" to myself to be accepted by everyone else, with my friends.

Only one person  has a problem with it, but he is marginalized in my school.

I hope that's what you're looking for. If you want to correspond more, I'm sure you can contact me through my profile

good luck!

# Posted By  danmitch | 1/19/10 06:26 AM | Report | Reply