“Hmm. That’s it,” I said, feeling numb, like I was having an out of body experience.
I turned to look at her. To see how she was reacting.
“I knew it. I knew it 2 years back. I asked A. She said no.”
It was my turn to be surprised. A was my best friend and she had mentioned nothing about this to me.
“You did?”
“Yes.”
We spoke about it. Discussed. She asked how I was so sure about how I felt. I told her it wasn’t a decision I had taken overnight. That it had taken me years to understand and accept this. That it had been just a little over a year since I had admitted it to myself. That it wasn’t a choice I had made. She took it well. Better than I had expected. No tears. Just two adults talking. She suggested that maybe I need to see a counselor. That maybe it was a mental block. She felt that it was normal for women to experiment. Even she had. I resisted the urge to pursue that confession and instead told her how I was sure about what I prefer. That there was no block. There had been no abuse or any other incident to make me feel this way. That I had been introspecting and thinking about it since I was 20 years old.
We hugged. I cried with relief. Knowing I finally had someone I called family on my side. Knowing I wasn’t rejected for something that had not been my choice. Hearing I wouldn’t be loved any less.
Today morning she revealed that she had told her husband. I cringed, because I had asked her not to. But I was surprised yet again. Apparently, he was very accepting as well. He told her that they should be supportive of me, no matter what. That it wasn’t something I had chosen and therefore it shouldn’t stop me from enjoying my life. He wants the three of us to sit down and talk.
I walked around the house, with a smile on my face. Thinking. Imagining. It felt as if a whole new world had opened up. I might have someone I can call my own. I wouldn’t have to hide. I would have a home. A family of two, maybe three. And my sister would come visit. Continue to be part of my life. Her family and mine. Anything was possible. Everything was possible. I was free to live. I was free to be me.
I have never been happier. I have never felt lighter. I have never felt more alive. And the future has never been clearer. I can see it now.
And it’s filled with hope, joy and love.
May everyone be blessed with siblings like yours. Your sister (& her spouse) are awesome!
May your words come true.
yabadabadoooooo 😀
The grass is greener. Its true.
Okay, Fred. Calm down. 😀 But yes, the grass is greener. Whatever that means.
What a beautiful moment in your journey! And what a wonderful sister you have! 🙂
Yes, it was. And yes, I do. I’m lucky. 🙂
awesome! congrats!
🙂
Aww! What a relief! I am so happy for you. Your Sister and BIL have a fan – me 🙂
😀 I’m happy for me too.
Kudos to your sister & bil for accepting you for who you are.
You are so lucky……..I am so happy for you.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get the same support when I told my best friend last week that I am bi….she thinks its unnatural. It hurts to know that the one person who has understood you & stood by you for 18 years doesn’t support you anymore.
Anyway, hope that everyone gets the same acceptance as you.
Congrats!
Thank you. Even I hope everyone does get the same support. As for you, we’re all always here if you need us. 🙂
Thanks for the sentiment. 🙂
yayyyyy 🙂 sexy ! This calls for a celebration. you are OUT finally 😉
😀 Name the time and place, Chicklet.
I say next weekend. Chicklet’s pad. It’s high time she throws her housewarming party. 😀 Yup…ek teer two targets! MJ is awesome!
I agree, MJ. Let’s. Chicklet, you heard?
congrats 🙂 u r lucky. 🙂 may all have ur luck 🙂 blessings 🙂
🙂 Thank you. I hope they doo too.