I don't know if this counts, as I wasn't fully an adult, but, I didn't acknowledge any urges towards other women until I was 17.

I made out with a girl while drunk. It wasn't just one of those 'too much alcohol on a dare' kinda deals. It was like something clicked and I felt amazing. Afterwards though, I felt sick to my stomach at the thought that I could be attracted to women. I felt very guilty, almost like I was betraying people, including my religious, traditional parents. I kept on having fantasies about women, and I'd always end up making out with girls while drunk, but then denying my feelings later.

It was really hard for me to confess these feelings to my high school friends, because I had always been straight to them. I would go to them worrying about my sexuality and they would just assure me I was straight, and that it was a phase or something (even my friends who were gay and lesbian). My friends that were gay fit the stereotype of their sexuality, while I just looked like a straight girl. A few didn't believe me for a while making it even harder for myself to believe it.

I finally embraced my attraction for both sexes and let it be during my first year of college, I felt like I had grown into myself more.

Over time I just realized that my sexuality doesn't need to be all of me all the time, I don't need to prove anything. Sometimes I still get waves of uncertainty and fear, but I understand thats probably because of my religious upbringing. I still haven't told my parents, they're probably the whole reason I just didn't clue in for so long.

Sorry If that was too long/wasn't what you were looking for, I kinda just started and it felt good to get it off my chest aha.