Some of you may or may not realize this, but if you have spent any time reading this blog or my previous blog, it becomes readily obvious that I have always been uncomfortable with my sexuality. It has been something that has been a sense of shame in a lot of respects and it took me a helluva long time to even think of myself as bisexual, since it really wasn’t a “thing” when I was younger. But, I’m not going to speak about my struggles with sexuality in this post, because it will ruin the rather fabulous mood I am in today.
This morning, I actually woke up with a smile on my face. Can you believe that? Me smiling? Like that’s occurred much in the past 10 years, huh? Anyways, I woke up feeling good about myself and one of the first thoughts I had, is “Yeah, that’s right, I am bisexual! And I feel happy about it.” I don’t feel shame about it today. I don’t feel like I am a horrible person. I don’t feel like God hates me. And I don’t give a rat’s patootie if anyone else doesn’t like it.
Today, I am feeling proudly bisexual.
And I feel a sense of self-love I have not felt in many, many, many years.
I’ve also been sober for 17 days.