#i’m coming out

I’ve identified as pansexual for a few years now (closeted, though) and thought I was a closeted bisexual since I was about 15. If you’d have asked me if I classed myself as part of the LGBT+ community, I’d have said no. I don’t know why. No one had ever really made me feel that way (minus some minor bullying when I tried to coke out in high school and coming out to my mum only to have her push me back in the closet) but I just never felt like I had the right to. It felt disingenuous to even think I was. I wasn’t gay or lesbian, so therefore how could I be LGBT? I’ve been in a long term heterosexual relationship since I was 16, so how could I be LGBT? (Probably the lack of portrayal in the media when I was a kid of anything other than gay or lesbian probably didn’t help either.)

Anywho…I digress. Now, at the ripe old age of 35, I’ve very slowly over the last year felt like I could take ownership of my sexuality for a variety of different reasons. I am a pansexual woman. Yes, I’m now married to said long term boyfriend but that doesn’t change my sexuality. Am I out? Not really. Maybe over time, I’ll get there but I also don’t feel the need to right now; it’ll happen naturally, I’m sure. But for now, this is me coming out to the endless void that is tumblr