When I Came Out...

I went to Arizona last year to visit my brother and sister. I’d been thinking that I should probably tell them for months beforehand, but I was more than a little worried about how they’d react. (The three of us haven’t had the best experiences with the term “Bisexual”)

We were out for a drive and had stopped at a gas station to fill up and for my brother to buy been when my brother saw one of his co-workers at the pump next to us.

He commented on how cute she was, and jokingly lamented the fact that he was married. 

I muttered some vague response and tried to check her out as discreetly as possible.

Well, my brother notices and says “Are you having like, a bisexual moment right now?”

I say “Yep.” as nonchalantly as possible, but inside my head I’m just praying that they don’t hate me for this.

There’s this little moment of silence as they digest this, and then they start in saying all of these supportive things, and I’m just floored. 

I’m just so glad I have such wonderful siblings. 

My tumblr, I guess…