So I gather, but I’ve been calling myself bisexual for fourteen years while being attracted to a whole mess of folks with a number of different genders, and, like most old people, I’m incredibly stubborn and fanatically resistant to the very idea of change.
I mean, I’ve seen and heard people saying that ‘Bisexual’ means only attracted to men and women, or even sometimes only cis men and women, but…to the best of my knowledge, I don’t think any of those people were themselves bisexual? I dunno. Again, this is just based on what I’ve seen, but I think that bisexuals and pansexuals are often pretty much the same crowd, it’s just that they’re from slightly different generations and have different words for The Thing They Is. Maybe? I’m still learning a lot about this kind of thing (and myself) from Tumblr and other sources, so I could be wrong.
Maybe I’ll end up calling myself pansexual if calling myself bisexual gives too many people the wrong idea, but I’m happy in a relationship that thankfully doesn’t seem to be going away any time soon, so the whole thing’s kind of irrelavant anyway?
Guuuuh I have to be up in six hours, I should probably go to bed.
Thanks for writin’ in, Anonymous Friend.
As someone, who, even in my dotage, has only found words and idea that apply to themselves within the last couple of years, I’ve sort of but not quite settle on ‘queer’ as a really general catch-all for all my sexuality/gender stuffs. Its not perfect, it doesn’t quite fit (But then, what ever does?), but I’ve been leaning towards it for years, mostly in the use of the word “genderqueer”, but it seems to vaguely work for me. It doesn’t for a lot of people. Your mileage may vary and all of that.
Even if you’re in a relationship, I think it’s still important to know who you are. Just because you’re not looking or aren’t available, doesn’t mean its not important or meaningful to you, and it sounds like it is. I get that. I was in a relationship with someone for years who I loved deeply, but who never quite got me about these things. It didn’t really matter, and they didn’t have any problems with it, but I still felt like it was part of my identity that I needed (and need) to look into. It’s not something that goes away, and nor should it, I don’t think.
It’s early(ish), and I’ve babbled at you, please forgive me.:D