Coming out to parents / Being Bisexual

Recently I came out to my "christian" family about being bisexual. It was a tough ordeal, through which I had to be very brave and fight on through. They didn't take it well, of course. At first, they pretty much disowned me because anyone who isn't straight will "burn in hell" and is "sick" (in their opinion). But over time, a number of weeks, they started to talk to me in small bits, not mentioning my sexuality. Apparently they're praying that I find a girlfriend because then I'll be "saved". As if that's going to happen. But I guess they still love me for who I am (just not the bisexual bit). I hate closed minded people.

To be honest, of late, I seem to be attracted to more boys than girls. I love fit guys, with perfect bodies, amazing eyes and incredible hair. When I close my eyes and imagine being held or even holding someone, or even lying with them on the sofa, it's mostly been guys. Though there are a number of women who turn my eye - I have a select taste in women. Most women are far too girly, which I find extremely unattractive. It's all the fuss about shoes and hair and moaning all the time. It's just as unattractive as overly camp people. No offense to them. I can stand camp. But there's camp, then there's overly camp, then there's OTT camp and then there's Lewis (some gay person I know who tried to sexually harass me) who has a whole new level of camp. I prefer straight acting guys myself. It's probably obvious.

Standing firm

Recently in my life, things have taken a darker turn. I try my best to help my friends with their problems and make things alright but everything falls apart at some time. Some people are throwing away who they were; wanting to change, to grow up and be more serious. They don't even want to be around the people who actually do fun things, because they consider them to be very childish.

Sometimes I wonder if the world is turning into my dad - no imagination, all boring logic.

I for one will never change.