I came out as bisexual at 22, which really wasn’t a big deal for me, though it did surprise everyone who knew me. Five years and very few sexual partners later, I feel as if I may as well leave aside the part of me that’s interested in women; I’m only confusing myself by thinking I’m equally interested in them.
I grew up thinking I was straight. But looking back at my adolescence, I see now that several of my close male friendships were crushes, and my interest in girls was just something I assumed rather than really felt. As far as I was aware, other boys felt towards each other the way I did towards them. Graduating from women to men sexually wasn’t a big deal. By the time I finally hooked up with a guy, I knew I had wanted it for so long.
I’m not one for meaningless sexual encounters, which means I have far less sex than a lot of single people. Still, the partners I have had over the last few years I have mostly met through Tinder. I’d like to go to more LGBT bars, but I’ve never found anyone to go with. I’ve had a few nice relationships and some good sex, though I would describe the sex as fun rather than intense. I need an emotional connection, but it doesn’t need to be deep: I just have to like them a bit.
I’ve relocated every 10 or 12 months for the last few years, leaving no real chance to seek out a serious partner. I was OK with that at 24, but not any more. I felt especially lonely last year. Hopefully I’ll settle somewhere soon, and I can look for the right person, whoever that may be.
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