I've always been attracted to both male and females my entire life. I never thought much of it until mid-way last year. I found myself having feelings for my best friend of the same sex. I thought, "But I have a boyfriend. I'm straight." I had called myself bi curious until a crazy game of truth or dare came around. I was dared to kiss the friend I had feelings for. Me being me, I didn't back down. I found it was probably the best thing I had ever experienced. I stopped denying myself, and said I was bi.

When I came out to my boyfriend, he seemed supportive. He always made remarks like when I said I was enjoying gym (I'm not a sporty person) he asked if it was because I could see the girls changing in the locker room. I recently broke up with him when he accused me of wanting to be with someone else when I didn't.

I'm half way out to my mother and older brother. They only think I'm bi curious. I don't plan on coming out to my dad's side though. They are all extremely homophobic and racist.

My pages are still unwritten!