regarding about this topic, I always have a weird feeling towards it. whenever it is brought up, I just tend to observe and be still. But well, I've been feeling at home here so far, so I'm just gonna let it out.
I am not bi by the way nor lesbian. I think so. But I have a personal attachment to this subject mainly because I have a gay brother. I am very close to my siblings and my brother (just a year ahead of me) was my first play mate and best friend. We would play together cos we were basically the same age. People teased him, (specially relatives, relatives are ***** sometimes) making, for them what seemed to be innocent jokes, but for my brother it wasn't. He was soft and kind. I would always defend him to playmates, I punched a classmate cos he told me my brother's gay. Because of him being teased, I had this automatic feeling that I should defend him and be there for him to the point that I also liked pretending to be a boy. I thought I might be lesbian at some point of my life. If I was all boyish, people would not find my brother's being feminine weird. That is how I thought. dont know why I came up with that when I was a kid.
So I was always a tomboy, but I knew I wasnt lesbian because I get attracted to men. Up until my high school years. I find girls sexually appealing. I dont know. something about ****ies, perhaps. lol. But later on I knew I couldn't get emotionally attracted to girls when my lesbian friend told me she liked me. I didn't really like the feeling. I hated it, I hated her for that.
Both my best friends were gay. one is gay, one is the lesbian. when they were going on their process of acceptance, I was not there. because they cut me off, because they left me out. and because they knew I would not understand.
For the mean time, my brother started dating a girl. I was so relieved. I dont know why. and I liked telling everybody my brother has a girlfriend and so as everyone in our family, mum and dad including. After some months, he broke up with her because he wanted to concentrate on his studies. (the girl moved on and found another)
I knew that wasnt really the reason, but I did not entertain the thought. about 2 years ago, my sister told me that my brother has something to tell me. I knew already. she didnt have to tell me. that night I cried. I felt like I lost a battle. but I feel so sorry for my brother, of what he has been through all these years with no one to support him. I feel sorry for the things he would have to face. I feel sorry for both my parents, my dad, specifically, cos my brother would be the first gay in our family branch.
I just avoided that thought, but at the same time contemplating about it when I am alone. That was when I understood both my friends, and we talked. And I opened up to them. And up until, now I have a good relationship with them. They feel accepted in the group and I am happy and comfortable with that.
As to my brother, after he told us, he went out on facebook. added all our relatives, and explained his side on his bio. I guess it was a shock, but despite what would happened, my sisters and I, who knew about it earlier were supportive of him. And he knew that.
He is dating a guy now and he is open about his orientation. He hasn't told my parents directly but we all know they know. during his process of acceptance, his relationship with my parents went through a lot of bumpy roads. But now they are in the process of fixing it.
Just some months ago, my sister told me that my father already knew and talked about it. He said, 'he is my son, and I can't do anything except to accept him' With that I felt happy somehow.
So yeah, I'm not bi nor lesbian, But this subject makes me sad. because I feel so helpless about how the world is so cruel to people with different sexual orientation and also to my brother and friends cos they have to go face all of that.