hi! i apologize for not having posted that much lately, i know at around this time last year, i was way more active, ahaha...
when i visited the site, i noticed how the site was decorated for pride month and that made me really happy!! i’m ace, myself, if anyone was wondering. still working out the entire specifics of my romantic orientation (i think i may be biromantic? possibly arospec?) it took me a long time to understand that, though, but once i learned of that term, suddenly everything made sense! i didn’t see myself as “frigid” or “broken” anymore, and for that, i couldn’t be more grateful.
for everyone else here, i hope you have a happy pride, and that you enjoy yourselves! stay safe, too! im sick right now, but ill get back to drawing again, soon!
hi guys, um.. for my 2nd post i decided to share my story in the lgbt community to celebrate pride month.
i've been lgbt since i could remember, i remember being like 12 and like 'why is that girl so cute to me?' while i was staring at boys too. i was so confused... i had no idea you could like boys and girls yet (my mom is bisexual, but she never really told me about it.) so, i accepted it. i thought i was different and weird but... it felt normal? i felt like i enjoyed being different in the sense of liking both genders.
i took to google at 13, and i was reading about how bisexuality isn't real and bull like that. when i finally found out what it meant, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. i finally understood, but i was still too scared to tell anybody.
i ended up telling my online best friend at the time whom i still talk to, and she accepted me. she was so proud of me and i was so happy i nearly cried. i had gotten past on obstacle, but there was another huge one in my way. my grandma, and my mom. i knew it was unavoidable, i had to tell them before i could be happy with myself.
my grandmother died in 2016, i was 14 and just started my freshman year. i knew i had to tell my mom, so while we were off visiting her friends house, i told her in the car.
"Mom, I think I am bisexual."
and all i can remember was some laughter and an accepting tone of voice.
"i knew you were, but i am so glad you told me."
those words still echo in my mind and it makes me so happy. i just wish i had taken the chance to tell my grandmother, i know she would've accepted but i know she's watching and reading this while i write it and i know she's proud of me. thanks for reading, y'all.
i hope everyone here is safe and proud of themselves regardless of their gender, orientation and other, and i hope this month is gonna be happy for all lgbt+ users.
i think i don't have my own story here... no, i'm not cishet, but i have problems with my identity... i think i'm bisexual, but sometimes i have a feeling like... i'm aro ace???? wtf
and i have no understanding of such identities like gender or ethnic identity, seriously. i have no idea how it to feel yourself as a man, or woman, or nonbinary for example (same with ethnicity but it doesn't matter now)
but the most "fun" thing is that i have problems with my sex. I don't want to be biologically woman, and i have no problem with being recognized as a male so sometimes i think about ftm transition...
am i bisexual? am i transsexual? i don't know exactly, but i feel that i have connection with lgbt+ community
anyway, ** Happy Pride Month ** (again)
and uwww i have my last and the most serious exam tomorrow wish me luck please ><