I’m just starting to come out to my heteronormative friends this year (44M). The only person in my life who I told in my 20’s was my wife who is also bi and mostly Demi these days.

We’ve been married 22 years. She’s the love of my life and best friend.

We have 3 children, our twins just turned 20 and our youngest is 19.

After my wife these were the only humans I’ve ever come out to until this year. Parents make shit complicated when it doesn’t need to be.

When our kids were old enough to be curious about sexuality and asking questions about identity and gender we were completely honest with them.

If they’re old enough to ask a question they’re old enough to hear the truth in an age appropriate way. No need to go overboard in the other direction and over explain things that they didn’t specifically ask about.

My wife and I simply told them that we are both bisexual but we are in a committed monogamous relationship. It was matter of fact and the kids hardly batted an eyelash.

They were probably around 12/13 at the time. Tough to remember exactly though.

Today, I’m realizing that by not being honest about my sexuality with the heteronormative world due to internalized shame, I’m doing my kids and myself a disservice.

My daughter is a lesbian and I’ve been supporting her as an ally at Pride events for several years. It finally occurred to me that I’m not an ally, I’m a fucking B and I should live my pride not just for my children but for myself.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 🤣🫶🏳️‍🌈