When I Came Out...

I am what would probably be considered bisexual, but this is something I had a hard time coming to terms with. I’ve always been the ally and relished the title of ‘straight friend’. But I eventually had to accept that I found girls attractive as well as boys.

There was really only one person who needed to know, and I always told myself I would tell him first: my best friend, Jeremy. Unfortunately, I accidentally came out to a girl I wasn’t really friends with one day, and I felt immensely guilty afterwards. I wasn’t prepared to tell him and I honestly didn’t know how he would react because both of us are pretty religious, but I couldn’t live with myself knowing that he didn’t know this very import part of me.

So I called him that night and basically hyperventilated over the phone to him. He was kinda freaked out and kept asking what was wrong. I stammered around a bit, then finally told him, “I like girls, too.”

He was quiet at first, then just said, “oh.” I almost started crying because I thought he was mad, but then he said, “Well, I still love you. It’s not like you’re a different person.” I was quiet, then he said again, “I still love you.” I broke down and cried and it wasn’t weird at all, somehow. It was like he was with me, not miles away. 

We continued talking as normal after I stopped crying and we came across the subject of animals. I told him my favorite animal was a polar bear, and that would be my Patronus (as in Harry Potter). He laughed, and I was confused. I asked him why, but he just kept laughing and said, ‘too soon.’ I finally pestered him enough to get him to to tell me:

“So, would you be a bipolar bear?”

:)

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