For me, these pains surfaced as depression and anxiety. Telling everyone I was bisexual petrified me because I had spent my whole life creating a perfect cookie cutter image of a likable guy and now I was giving everyone ammunition to turn their back on me. Admitting that I was less of man. But if you want occasional emails with podcasts and blog posts I feel are valuable jump on. The world looks different when we are surrounded by people who KNOW us, Love us, and embrace us…for us. It required having a lot of difficult conversations with family and close friends, but it was necessary to start the healing process. Add to that the fact that due to persistent biphobiaa large number of gay men and lesbians still flat-out refuse to date bisexualsand it becomes even more apparent that the deep ends of our relatively narrow dating pools are, for bisexuals, overwhelmingly populated by straight people—folks who, for bi women at least, are also more likely to boldly swim on over and ask us out.
This may seem harsh, but it was true.
These thoughts were highly destructive. What kind of response would each scenario illicit? Slate logo Sign In Sign Up. Not a single friend has turned their back. I grew up playing sports, and most of the male friends in my life are jocks. Think about two girls making out at a bar versus two guys making out. This may seem harsh, but it was true.