bisexuality

Identities: an assemblage
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Identities: an assemblage

Each person lies within the spectrum of natural human variation, both unique and within a widely-diverse continuum of bodyminds. As this is the case, nothing seemed more appropriate for discussing body schema and the intersection of identities than a literal assemblage piece — layered and gathered letters, words, and phrases. All of the magazine lettering was torn from a single fashion catalog and was completed in one sitting, laid over the handwritten notes I had so far taken for this post.*

I would love for this to be all I wrote about it, but as it’s academic work and also because alt-text is access, there will be unpacking.

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Being Bisexual

I don’t feel like I am a part of the LGBTQ+ community, even though the “B” stands for bisexual. I am a bisexual female in a very happy and healthy relationship with a cis male. I see posts everywhere that make me question whether I am bisexual or not just because I happen to be in a relationship with a man. It’s a complex feeling, because I am attracted to both men and women; but have only been in two relationships, both with men. I struggled for a while fully coming to terms with my sexuality and didn’t understand at first that the feelings I got towards some women had the ability to be more than platonic. I think some part of me felt shame. Not in the sense it was wrong to have romantic feelings towards women, but shame in the sense of having the fear of being fetishized. So while some people make me feel like an invalid part of the community, I contribute to making myself feel that way. I do understand that me being with a man means that I do not experience the struggles that those who have partners of the same sex sometimes do (homophobia, general hate, nasty looks). I’m not sure how I can go about feeling more included and accepted within a group I support with my whole heart, when I feel so fake. I hope that this post makes some bit of sense.

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Coming out as queer to various loved ones (Pt. 2)

TW: transphobia, homophobia, biphobia, dysphoria

“I fell in love with a woman,” I distinctly remember my (then) fiancé saying. That was back in early 2019 when I told him I was beginning to question my gender identity. I mentioned that I might consider taking testosterone someday in the distant future, and that’s when he blew up. If I wasn’t going to be a woman, then he didn’t want to be with me, he said. Soon after having that unpleasant interaction, I received a package I had ordered, which sounded like they could be pills. “Is this testosterone?!” he accused angerly. The exceptional fury took me by surprise. I told him that, no, it was not in fact testosterone pills (do such things even exist?), and opened the package to show him.

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