Ok, so I had a rather traumatic experience tonight telling my sister that I was bisexual. She told me it was the devil, and that I needed to “get right”. I just told my oldest nephew that I was bisexual, and his response was, “Who cares what they think? I love you just the same.” It made me cry.
God, I really needed that. It’s funny how I’m crying more over being told I was still loved than over being told it was the devil in me. Wow. what a roller coaster of emotions. What a relief to not be condemned again. It’s funny how the ones that claim to be so “Christian” act the least Christ like.
I still have a long way to go dealing with this. So many things I don’t have a clue about. So far, I’ve been told it’s the devil, I’ve been completely accepted by some friends, my husband said he thought it was a phase, another person told me I wasn’t bi until I’ve had sex with a woman, and now my nephew saying he loved me just the same.
I’m ok with me as a bisexual, it is what I am. But I have so many other things going on in my life as well. I need to process this. Sometimes I think I’m ok, then I realize that I’m not. At least, not yet. Baby steps.