The Great Gay Awakening
So, I was at a dinner with a group of queer women I met through an activity we do together. They are all much younger than me, all in their 20s, one of them might be early 30s. I just turned 46. They were talking about movies and things they grew up with and it was a pleasant conversation, but I feel so out of place during these kinds of interactions. I grew up Catholic, left the church, but moved far away and was in an abusive monogamous relationship for 15 years.
They were having a great time and they were all sharing their "gay awakening" experience. Like a movie they watched where they saw a character and they just knew. It came to my turn and I was a little thrown off because I don't have a situation like that. I didn't want to ruin the evening by saying something like, "well, I didn't know I was bisexual until I finally divorced my abusive husband and had a lot of therapy and realized that some of my past experiences were repressed homophobia. I was able to reap the benefits of being a straight cis-woman in a comphet marriage until I escaped. Lol.
What do you say in a conversation like that? Like, there was no sweet coming to realization moment, I didn't "know since I was a teenager," or have a moment when I wanted to kiss my best friend. I was so terrified of going to hell that I wouldn't even consider the idea and then I was in a relationship that I was trying to survive by figuring out why I didn't want to have sex with him amongst other things.
Even now, am I a lesbian, am I bi? I'm not straight, that's for sure. Thinking about being with a man makes me want to barf, but is that because of my experience or because I actually am not attracted to them.
I don't think there's any advice I need really, it is just tough sometimes because sometimes I feel like I don't belong. It feels so weird to have skipped the part where I thought about this at all when I was younger. It literally was never even an option until I realized it was. And then I was like, oh.
I think the other part that bothers me, and this is something for me to think about for myself is that in every other way I am very confident. I can take care of anything in my home, be an excellent friend, I'm taking classes, kicking butt in my business, but ask me when my gay awakening was? That makes me want to cry. Maybe it's because it would have been nice to have one, but I don't even know if that is something to be jealous about, lol. Maybe I'm just sad that I didn't get to know myself, really. I have had a whole complete life already as what I thought was a straight woman.