They’d say things like, “Oh, honey! I was bi too. Rather, they were unbelievably condescending. The gay men I dated didn’t hold this fallacious belief. Whether or not they’d openly admit it, many feared I’d inevitably leave them for a man. Women didn’t want to date me, fearing that I was using the bi label as a stepping stone to being “full-blown” gay. I thought being bisexual would double my chances of a date on any given Friday night. ![]() When I finally embraced my bisexuality five long years after kissing my first man, I was elated, convinced that the world would now be my oyster.
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