A few days ago I was in the library, pawing around the Social/Social Science section, looking for books about prostitutes (hey, we’ve all got our vices) when I came across Living Two Lives: Married to a Man & In Love with a Woman by Joanne Fleisher. It was the 6th book I picked up that day – I already had 2 checked out, bringing me to my 8 item limit. It was, of course, the first book I opened when I got home. I finished it in two days.
Some of my friends know that I’m in an open relationship, but I never broached the subject with my family until today when I came out as open and bisexual. I never really imagined I was going to tell them about this aspect in my life at all – then I started dating this girl and I had to share it with my mom.
First, let me note that I like this girl way too much for my own good and we haven’t known each other long enough at all for me to mention her to my mom, but I did anyway. I don’t want to say any more about her without her permission, so I’ll stop there.