Knitter, singer, small animal/cute things enthusiast.
My name is Emily, and I probably love you.
I got out of class like an hour and a half early, so I have some free time to write down some thoughts I’ve been having.
Coming out is such a weird thing. I can’t wait until we reach a time in society when there’s no pressure to formally state your sexuality.
I guess I’ve known for a long time that I’m attracted to girls as well as guys, but as I’ve never been in any sort of romantic relationship with a girl, I’ve never felt the need to come out, except for a few drunken occasions with my friends, which usually goes something like this:
"Hey, you know I like girls?"
"I didn’t. That’s cool though."
"Yeah, they’re really soft and beautiful, etc."
"Yeah, they are."
"Yeah, for sure."
And then we keep drinking and have a merry ol’ time.
Additionally, I’m surrounded by a very supportive and open minded group of family and friends, and I have no doubt that if I did find a girl to be with, they wouldn’t think twice about it. I don’t know. I guess… It’s never really been a big deal to me.
Also, I’m very confused by the notion that bisexuals (or any sexuality other than strictly straight/gay) are any less valid. How is loving people regardless of their junk that improbably to people? How?! There is so much more to an individual than their sexual organs. You fall in love with minds and souls, not dicks and vags.
Anyway, if you’re still reading, thanks. Have a nice day :).