National Coming Out Day has come and gone, and was tarnished by Ann Coulter's ridiculous tweet, Last Thursday was national "coming out" day.This Monday is national "disown your son" day.
I don't generally have much to say about NCOD, other than to cheer folks on that are inspired to say, 'This is who I am.'. But in response to people like Coulter, or like Romney, who commented about gay people,"I didn't know you had families," and blocked an anti-bullying guide because it discussed bisexuals and transgendered people (http://thinkprogress.org/lgbt/2012/06/
I knew at a very young age that I had a gay parent. I didn't understand sexuality, of course; I just knew my mom wasn't going to marry any man after my father.
I want to be very clear about that. I understood at a young age that love wasn't defined by gender.
It's a very simple concept. Love whom you will.
It's rather the way I looked at religion, in that the labels didn't matter to me. I still can't tell you which flavours of church I attended throughout my childhood. What mattered to me was how the church spoke to my spirit.
And when it came to love..well, it was a very similar thing.
On the other hand, I knew no one else with a family like mine. There were no celebrity couples proudly/cautiously announcing they were gay and they had kids. I don't think any of my friends knew about my mom. My stepmother was appalled that I knew, and there was colossal pressure on me to be straight.
Again, I was a child. On one hand, I was pretty open to just love. On the other, I ended up pretty much asexual, at a time when healthy exploration should have been my experience. I dated a boy or two. I adores a girl or two. And after a lot of time and growing, I learned how to be ok loving both kinds of people.
As a bisexual woman, lesbians I grew up with as parental figures rejected me in my adulthood.
As a bisexual woman that has had very different relationships with men and women, I was told I somehow didn't count as bi because I didn't meet people's expectations of what that label should look like/act like.
As a bisexual woman who has given her heart to her soulmate who happens to be male, I'm now told I'm straight.
I am 43 years old, and I am tired of other people's expectations and definitions.
And really, at the heart of it, an I bisexual? Omnisexual? Heterosexual?
I don't really care about the labels.
I'm a person that loves people, regardless of their trappings.
It would sure be nice for that to be enough for the world around me.
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