Coming Out

Dear Mom and Dad,

 

There is something I want to tell you.

I hope that you will understand and not see me any differently.

 

Since my freshman year of high school, I have questioned who I am.

Who am I? What am I?

As I pondered these questions, I began to study how I felt online.

I asked some questions to a few of my friends who I knew would have an answer.

As my research began to flow through my mind, I came to a realization.

 

As you might remember, I dated a young boy named Nolan in 7th grade.

We were, as we called it, “in love.”

As time went by, after we broke up, I began to feel other attractions.

 

These attractions were different.

While other girls were attracted to boys, I felt something different.

I wasn’t just attracted to boys, I was also attracted to girls.

 

I realized something.

I would love to have a girlfriend down the road or another boyfriend.

 

In case I might have confused you, I will come out and say it.

 

Mom and Dad, I am bisexual.

 

I have been feeling this was for years now and have been waiting.

Not because I felt like you wouldn’t accept me, but because I wanted to tell you in my own time.

 

I hope you don’t mind your daughter loving both sexes.

It just happens.

 

Your loving daughter,

 

Giovanna Visalli

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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