For 20 years now, I've been very confused with my sexuality. I couldn't understand why I liked boy toys and wearing boy clothes. Instead, I grew up wearing dresses and thought it was taboo to kiss other girls because I thought I'd be shunned or hated. I pretended to have crushes on boy celebrities to "fit in". I was always curious about girls and it was something I wanted to explore.
Fast forward to 2001 when I was 17. I had my first girl crush who is still a friend of mine til this day. We shared intimacy and it opened a door to a part of me I had always repressed. Without these moments she and I shared, I would probably still be in the closet. I soon came out to my friends as bisexual.
After graduating highschool and going off to college, I had a few boyfriends (who later became fiances) but much more few relationships with women. This disappointed me greatly. After every breakup with a boyfriend I said I was a lesbian. I wanted badly to identify myself as gay. Sex with men and relationships with them did nothing for me. Yet I kept going back to them out of fear of being rejected by my family.
January 2012: I came out to my family! I told my relatives privately that I was in fact a lesbian. They accepted me with open arms. It was the best feeling in the world, so much weight lifted off my shoulders. I feel so lucky and blessed I have such an accepting family.
And then I met Marcus. He is the most loving, open minded, wonderful transman I want to spend the rest of my life with. We married after only 6 months of dating each other. I couldn't be happier! However, my sexual identity has changed again. I now identify as pansexual.
I'm currently struggling with another part of myself, the part that stems from childhood (from feeling confused to being sexually abused). I feel "safe" wearing men's clothes and having a masculine haircut. I feel like it's "right" and that no one can hurt me anymore (even though the abuse stopped 10 years ago). I've discovered I'm GenderQueer. I identify as both genders. I try not to look down so I don't see my biological parts, so I cover myself in men's clothes. Right now I'm new at this. And I'm lucky I'm still loved for me.
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