When asked to write about my journey as a bisexual person, I was pretty stumped. My first thought was, ‘What journey? I don’t have a journey.’ I don’t. I “came out” (in the loosest definition of what coming out is) post 2016 and it went something like this:
Me: “By the way, I like women as well as men. Like, at the same time.”
Person: “Oh. Word.”
That’s it! I didn't have a spirit journey or a tearful coming out story. I was able to casually mention it in passing to people and get little reaction. I realized, when I thought about it a little, that this was because of the people I surrounded myself with. One of the biggest perks of having friends and family that are “woke”, as the kids say, is that I get to have my sexuality n...