For for the past 4 years I have been telling everyone my sexuality is that I’m a lesbian. However I knew that for the past 4 years I wasn’t a lesbian, I knew I was bisexual. However before coming out I had been drugged and raped while on holiday. After that I struggled to feel safe in relationships with men, so instead of having to explain myself I just said I was a lesbian. It mean no one asked too many questions. Being a “lesbian” for years was fun I enjoyed my time, it allowed me to feel more comfortable in myself and I had a crush on a guy which I didn’t act on since he got back with his ex. And I continued for the next year after to believe I was gay. However I finished work quite late and went to my friends house to pick up stuff and I was friends with his neighbors and noticed he had some of his friends round so I asked if I could join and the guy that I had a crush on the previous year he was there. He was still with his ex but he was miserable with her, he wanted to kill himself just to get out of the relationship. I gave him some pretty good advice which he took, and after all that we started talking more often. My parents went on holiday for a week and he came over nearly every single day to keep me company. And on the last night I told him why I was a “lesbian” and that I actually have been bi this whole time and that I also had a crush on him since last year. He told me he’d been through a similar situation and told me to really think about if that what I wanted, then people showed up at my house for a party so we didn’t get to talk much more. I panicked thinking he didn’t like me. But it got to the end of the night and he was staying over and we talked and got together and had our first kiss :) and now I love the idiot so much, so I’m glad that I managed to get to a place where I could feel save with a man and not have to hide myself anymore :)))
