I've been publishing some stories I collected. If you would like to know more about how they came about - click this link: http://bit.ly/2ooZpv9.
Otherwise, here is the next installment of the stories. I hope you find them as touching and interesting as I do.
"Growing up, I always wondered why I found girls just as appealing as guys. It wasn't until middle school when I realized what was going on and it was okay for me.
As I got closer to high school I found a fascination with women and their bodies and I drew them. It progressively got more intense until I had sketch books full of women and paintings on my wall and I figure it might be time to tell the people who love me who I love."
And here is one full of gratitude:
"Two years ago a girl spent a year of her life with me and she showed me what it's like loving another girl. She was the love I will always hold in my heart.
After we broke up she told me to accept both genders 'cause it's ok. And I have. She was my first for everything with the same gender. And for that I thank her for expanding my heart."
There seems to be a theme going:
"I have always told myself I like boys but then a girl came along and when I was 15 and changed my mind. I then found out I was bisexual and I kissed my first girl at 17. I'm happier than ever now! I love being Bi!!!"
Unrequited love is....
"When I was 16 I had a girl crush on a future doctor in my 11th grade class. She played basketball and I soccer. She had the same Advancement Placed English, she sat close to me. It was LOVE! (for one of us) LOL."
Another proud Bisexual:
"When I was little I LOVED playing Truth or Dare at slumber parties... years later I realized it was because it gave me an excuse to kiss girls!
Coming from an ultra "WASP-Y" family, coming out was terrifying and I was always told it was "just a phase" and that I'd grow out of it. I never grew out of it!
BI & Proud"
This one is a young'un:
"Back in 5th grade (about a year ago) there was a problem with my bus driver. I always sat on the boys' side even though I was a girl. I felt comfy there.
I got a referral for yelling back (at the driver) "What if I want to sit here?" The next day when the principal asked me what happened, I wrote down, "I feel more like a boy than a girl". They called my parents, I went home, we talked.
In 6th grade I started going out with a trans boy named Oliver. It's been 5 months now. I didn't embrace it til then, now I go by the name Sage and we go by he/him/his pronouns."
It wouldn't be a party without the Poly's:
"I thought things couldn't get better after I found my guy... then we found our girl... I have never been happier!"
And this one leaves out a lot that happened in the middle:
"It started back in the 3rd grade... she had the most beautiful laugh ever, so I went out with her. But a few years later she left with no goodbyes.
Years later, I met the most beautiful girl ever! Now, she will be my wife!"
Reading these snippets makes me thankful for the pioneers and activists who made it possible for these wonderful people to live a life without fear. And it also makes me sad that some folks' stories will never be told.
I want to help everyone capture memories, old love, new love, and everything in-between. If you would like to be a part of this- please connect with me on Facebook and/ or Twitter.