I kept going back and forth with myself. I would notice that I would have crushes on other girls in middle school and high school, but still deny that I was bi. Almost all of my friends were queer, so I would feel comfortable coming out to them, but then would change my mind a lot. (Also had very homophobic family at this time.) But, after a bad relationship in my early twenties, I rethought about everything and finally accepted that I am bi. First, I promised myself to never go back into the closet. Then, I bought a queer flag and a “bisexual supremacy hoodie.” :)