“How long have you been…bisexual? When did you–when did you decide that?” A nervous laugh escapes out of me. “I didn’t decide to be bisexual, Mom,” I say with a shrug. “I just am. You know me. I would never choose to be something that broke any rules.” “Then, why?” she asks suddenly, almost desperately. My mouth hangs open as I continue shaking my head. “Why? Wh-What do you mean ‘why’? Why are you attracted to men, Mom? Why were you attracted to Dad and not some girl?” I run a hand through my hair, frustrated that I have to explain this to someone else when I barely understand it myself. “I
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