Pride marches, I found a potential future for myself in their happiness. This was how I wanted to live my life.It was through these blogs that I found who I am – a bisexual.
It felt freeing to know that there was a label for who I am, and a whole community that comes along with it. This wasn’t something to frown at; it was a new place to belong.Unfortunately, this discovery of identity didn’t come as a happy surprise to my family.
The summer I turned 18, I packed my bags and left home, never to see them again. Away from home and now out of the closet, I sought comfort and support from the LGBTQ+ community.