Yep, that's two more people who know that I'm queer! Numbers two and three are my parents (number one being my sister). It actually went very closely to how I expected things to happen. But first, some context as to how this revelation came about.
Friday night, I'm at home as usual (religious house rule), and my sister's on the phone upstairs. After she gets off the phone, we were going to play some cards. So, I'm sitting downstairs with my parents, just chatting about stuff. Somehow, the topic of marriage was broached (in general terms-- I'm only 20, and I don't think they're trying to marry me off yet!). For a while, I've been attempting to drop subtle hints that I might be gay/bi, such as making random comments like "That guy [on TV] is hot," or "I might never get married," etc. These were attempts to 'soften' the news, when I would eventually say point-blank that I'm queer.
I haven't written a journal entry in quite a while. I have something very important I'd like to write about. But first, a bit about life right now.
In brief, I'm good. Nothing exciting to write here, unfortunately. Classes just wrapped up last week (Yay vacation! But I met so many cool new people...), and I'm planning for my two week Education Block. I know I haven't written an entry in a while, but I have been very active in the forums and replying to people's journals. Due to the Block, from about April 21 to May 6, I will really disappear. Probably NO entries! I'll get behind! People will find boyfriends and girlfriends, they'll get into all kinds of great school programs, and two weeks will go by when someone doesn't encounter homophobia or heterosexism!
Hello there readers, insomniacs, and interlopers,
If you've read my last blog entry, you'll know that I'm being somewhat silly about outting myself to family and friends. I get all this great advice from you readers (you guys are awesome! Thanks!), and then I go and ignore it. All these great oppurtunities to out myself keep coming up. Do I use them? Nooo....
A few days ago, one of my parents' friends whose son is a gay activist (and also an old friend of mine-- we grew apart over the years) wrote an article in the newspaper. His article was about, well, gay activism, I guess. (A little more than that, but that's enough for brevity.) My mum and I started chatting about it at home. She even said something like "Oh, it must be hard to be gay". Did I retort with something like, "You think that's hard? Try being bisexual!" No, I remained silent! A perfect oppurtunity-- gone! Bah! What is the matter with me?!
When I told my first non-Oasis person that I was bi, I thought telling people
would become an 'addiction'. That is the way many people described it, and I
thought it would be the same with me. I felt different after telling her...not
great, but a bit relieved. I've found, however, that I still don't tell people
when the chance arrives. Here are two case studies, submitted for your approval:
Today I told my sister (17 years old) that I'm bisexual! She's the first
non-Oasis person to know. We were just chatting, and I was asking her about one
of her friends. She's staying at this friend's tonight, and I asked her if her friend's
male friend was going to be staying over. She said that her friend's mother
doesn't care, because she's convinced that this male friend is gay.
Got all that? :)
Hello my readers,
Are you ready to read my longest blog entry ever? I hope so, 'cause it's gonna
I composed this entry, originally, as a response to a blog entry by Ashleytothehizzle 167, aka Ashley. While replying, I got out so much written down about the precise
reasons that I am so reluctant to tell others about my bisexuality. I posted it
there, but I've decided to copy and paste it to here, as well. It's just too good.
This feels so weird... it's as if I could tell members of my family about my
bisexuality any time now. I've been continually thinking about when would be a
good time for that, and I'm still thinking about it. But, I feel that I could
say it anytime. It's getting closer and closer to the tip of my tongue. Whoa.
Next blog could be a "I've told them!" entry. I make no promises, though. Bah!
Straight guys don't have to deal with this! I have enough work to do without
I just thought I'd share what my life activities look like, on the surface. I'm really
enjoying University, but still...here's what it looks like...Remember that
nobody knows that I'm bi...
Read, go to class, mull over bisexuality, take notes, plan lesson, mull over
bisexuality, talk to friends, listen to music, mull over bisexuality, play on
computer, eat food, mull over bisexuality, do homework, read, mull, write, mull,
Yep, next Friday I present my first lesson plan to my grade 6's! So, what am I
doing right now? That's right, posting this instead of getting to work, i.e. writing
that lesson! For those of you who don't know, I'm in a Faculty of Education.
Once a week we go to our 'host school', where we spend time in a classroom.
On Friday, I deliver my first lesson! Ooh, I hope it goes well. With this class,
I suppose I've just recently acknowledged to myself that I'm bi. So, I ask
myself-- where to from here? I guess I have to let my family know... yeah,
that's probably a good idea. I've read some articles and stuff about 'coming
out', but I'm still not sure what a good time will be.
...I hope all this isn't too cliche, but it's a problem for me!
...Anyway, yeah, I gotta do that. But, even from there, where to? I think it'd