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Happy Pride! I’m Bi(sexual)!

It’s been a long time since I’ve posted on this blog, but I figure that today is as good a day as any. 
Firstly: Happy Pride Month! Secondly: I am so heckin gay. I’m bisexual/pansexual. 
I use bisexual and pansexual intermittently and interspersed because bisexual means that I am attracted to both genders, male and female. Pansexual means I am attracted to all people, regardless of gender. I think personally that the two go hand in hand, because it’s important to recognize that all people are whatever gender they associate themselves with, and I am attracted to all human beings, whether they identify as cis males, cis females, transgender males, transgender females, or non-gendered human beings. Moral of the story, I’m heckin gay. 
You can define me however you want, as long as it is in the scope of bisexual and pansexual. But I am not straight, and I am not a lesbian. I am somewhere in between. 

I’m still figuring it all out. I’m trying to explore a bit more. I’m trying to learn about myself more. I’m staying single for a bit while I learn this part of myself, as I’ve never really allowed myself to not silence my attraction to all people, so I’m excited to truly accept this part of myself. 
As someone who is an activist and looks to further education for people to understand and learn, I would like to open the floor for questions, thoughts, general support. I will not tolerate any sort of hate speech however, as I have already experienced it and refuse to allow this post to bring negativity. I’m proud of who I am. 
Coming out has been such a beautiful experience for me. Some family members know this, and all of my friends at college do. I’ve felt so accepted, loved, and open to myself. I truly feel like I’ve opened up a massive floodgate to who I am as a person, and how this identity has made my life incredibly positive. Huge shoutout to those that have supported me through hell and back with this, especially Rachel Barkowitz for understanding me more than I’ve ever understood myself.

Lastly, I want to address why I’m coming out. Last week I went to Ogunquit, Maine and felt more accepted than I have since the Champlain College Young Writers’ Conference in VT. If you don’t know, Ogunquit is hella gay, and I felt so safe and myself in that atmosphere. I don’t want to hide. I don’t want to keep dropping the “I’m bi” bombshell in random corners of the world. I want this to be a part of my identity, so I’m allowing it to be, finally. I’m standing strong, standing tall to grab hold of my sexuality to truly show the world who I am. 
I know that many people in this world don’t feel safe to come out. So I encourage you all to tread gently to everyone you know. If someone comes out as apart of the LGBTQIA+ community, support them, accept them, and above all, ask if they’re willing to answer questions. Some aren’t, and that’s okay. Everyone goes through their path differently, and if you love your people, they have to always know that. And if you’re reading this and you feel like you connect with part of it, or you have always known you’re apart of this community and can’t come out, just know that you’re always supported, I’ll always have your back, and I’ll never deny your place in this world as a beautiful, lovely member of society.



If you’ve read this far I want to just say thank you. I’m grateful for you. Happy gay pride month.
Love love love is so good. 

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