For the past 7 years I have used the term “lesbian” to describe my sexuality, and for much of that time the label felt true. Over time though I began feel less and less comfortable with using this label as I realized that I didn’t fit neatly within the confines the “lesbian” box.
My sexuality is complicated, messy, evolving, fluid, dynamic and continues to surprise even me. This isn’t something I feel I can easily label. There are no easy to throw-around words that fully encompass my multi-faceted sexuality. Certainly not “lesbian.”
So, in honor of Pride, and in solidarity with my LGBTQ peers around the globe, I am coming out anew:
I am bisexual.
This is currently the label I am most comfortable using. Although it may not perfectly sum-up my sexuality it now feels more honest than calling myself a lesbian. I have spent far too long debating with myself, philosophizing, examining these words from all angles. Lesbian, bisexual, pansexual. Any of these three words could describe me depending on a given situation or in relation to different people. My sexuality isn’t simple, but for simplicities sake I will, for now, use the label bisexual to describe myself.
In follow up posts I may write more about my sexuality, how it has evolved, why I am choosing to use the label bisexual even if it doesn’t perfectly fit my sexuality and more.
Right now I will take a moment to say to all you horny males out there thinking, “Oh, wonderful! That means she will fuck me!”, you must remind yourself that I am just as unobtainable and out of your league as I have ever been…
There fact remains that I am a fucking Goddess, perfection incarnate. My complex sexuality is a facet of my divinity, one to be revered and worshiped, no matter what label is used to describe it.