Current mood – Ok
‘I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority ‘
I think I was about 16 when the thought of actually being bisexual first crossed my mind. Before that I just thought ‘somethin’s wrong with them’. Then I read something about homosexuals in a magazine. It said something like ‘Gay people relate to love songs the same way straight people do’. Which made me think that they may not be so different after all. And then, I slowly shifted, to fantasizing what it would be like kissing a girl. Imagining it felt strange but still something I couldn’t stop doing. I became more and more ‘obsessed’ with the thought of kissing another girl.
I thought a lot back and forth if I really was bisexual. ‘How can you be sure?’ ‘Why, of all the people I know, why me?’ And I think I first ‘decided’ that I was bisexual, because then there was a 50-50% chance that I would end up with a boy, at least it felt like that. Deep, deep down inside I think I knew that I was more lesbian than bisexual, but it felt so scary to admit that, that I buried it underneath a safety net of bisexuality.
So, I thought a lot about it for a few years and the feeling just grew stronger. Eventually I contacted this union (don’t know if that’s the right translation of the word) for LGBT’s, and met up with others that were gay or bisexual. The day after I met with them, they threw their monthly party, and I went there full of hope that I would meet a girl and live happily ever after.
Of course that didn’t happen. I didn’t even get kissed ;o). But during the years I’ve gradually come to terms with being a lesbian. Or, somewhat lesbian anyway. I’m not closing any doors, so to say. I guess I’m like 98% gay. But I personally believe that sexuality is not a constant thing. It can change over the years, or even from day to day. It’s fluent, at least for me. It’s just a feeling, you just know what is right and when. But I appreciate, that it can be hard as a teenager, not knowing any other gay people.
Hell, it’s hard even now. I live in a small town where most gay people leave for bigger cities, and that doesn’t leave you with a whole lot of options. Not that I have been on a party since like the turn of century.
Sometimes I look at women and I just wonder why, there are straight women, and homosexual men. What is it that they don’t get? I mean, women are beautiful! ;o) And some are just breath taking.
I don’t really know how I know, I just do. Because I am still waiting for that kiss.
//Syntium