Burning bright like a Phoenix.
Top or Bottom…Gonna make this as short as possible. The Gay community uses Top and Bottom as indicators for: Feminine and Masculine. Saying Tops are the manlier ones and Bottoms are the feminine. All I can say is, this is totally bullshit.
Top and Bottom is taste…Not what you are. Nothing correlates with each other. If you like thrusting you are a top, like taking it up in the shitter? Then, you are a bottom.
Stereotyping comes from insecurities. Some tops use their own insecurities to demean bottoms. Calling them femme. More female-like. Subservient. Booty meat. Pissing me off. Because all this shaming is annoying.
Leading to Bottoms, unwilling to disclose they are bottoms. Usually when you asked a man top or bottom, the tops will say with joy they are a top. While bottoms would seem offended or not willing to answer. Because of stereotypes that follow. To me, this is wrong. Anyone should be able to feel comfortable regardless.
Personally, I find this strictly for hookups. If you are still playing top or bottom in a relationship, you got issues. For me, if you can’t show me both sides of you. Then, fuck off. You aren’t worth my time. Step off. lol
For me, what am I? For the sake of playing a devils advocate. I will disclose my taste. If you haven’t been able to tell. I am a vers. I like drilling and being drilled. See life from both sides.
Short, Tall. Black, White. Simple-minded generalizations like these in parents leads to that being reflected in their offspring. Creating prejudices and furthering the divide between Black and White. Erasing the grey areas.
Bisexuality falls under one of those grey areas. Oftentimes getting overlooked or misunderstood. Being BI is a way of life. Not a choice or a stepping stone. Liking men and women plague many men and women, in our society. Raising confusion in themselves. Sometimes they wish they could love just one gender.
It gets tough being attracted to both. Liking men one day, women the next. Uncertainty coursing. One minute liking a friend and the next liking said friend’s Sister or brother. Establishing levels of doubt into your relationship. Full of deceit, mistrust, and pain. Ultimately ending badly.
I used to be one who always cheated out of frustration. Sexual Angst. It isn’t an excuse to say “Because I was fed up.” However, my mind at the time justified my rationale. Out of all eight of my relationships, each one ended up in infidelity. Until, I got to the core. I finally held a grip to my problem. I myself, “Stop what you’re doing. It is hurting too many people.” Falling in love. Is the best gift. Stop hurting those trying to let you in. Be yourself. Embrace the love.
There is a misconception in the bi community. Being bisexual is being tossed around like its a stepping stone for gay and lesbians to fully come out. Halfway release. So to speak. They do use it. For safety. Escaping from ridicule or bullying. I can’t hold it against them for that. Won’t. However, I can thoroughly say it isn’t true.
We get weird looks once we tell people. Not the severity of coming out. However, the looks are of suspicion. Like why not fully come out. Already.
Often I have urges to tell them off defending myself. Because, it get’s tiring. Repeating the same situation over and over again. Constantly giving the same reasoning again. To a person with a one way thinking brain. Knowing they don’t get it or slow to understand. Even in the lgbtq community, eyebrows get raised.
I will not lie; at points, I wished I could be on one side: Gay or Straight. Until that day, I told myself stop cheating. Looking myself in a mirror telling myself to love myself and there is a reason for my attractions. Don’t psych myself out. Love who you are, Love those you love.
Bisexuals should feel tolerance. Like EVERYONE else. Discrimination hinders, this. Black, Gay, left-handed. Discriminating happens everywhere. It will not ever go away. Whoever says they haven’t shown prejudice is lying. The way you handle it is key.
Look at yourself, and tell yourself you are you. No one can change that fact.Parents and friends, can try to change you. But, once you step outside that door. You are your own person. Make the most of it.
Do not let catalysts stop you. From happiness. Far too many people have killed themselves over their own attractions. IT needs to stop. They have all tools to be happy. But, demons take themselves over the edge. Insecurities replacing the love they deserve.
All we need is ourselves. Our body is our vessel. Our mind is our haven. The world is our destination. Love is our sentence.