I thought about this quite a lot. I first realized I was bisexual in 1995. A late bloomer, I guess you could say, although I remember having romantic/sexual thoughts about other girls even before puberty. Coming out, for me, has been a weird process, because, despite my realization, I haven't really had many relationships with women--I can 'pass' as straight, and have. But I'm not. And it feels like it's time for me to own up to that publicly.

I am queer and I am polyamorous. (Add to that the fact that I own cats and write, and I think I just hit the LJ Stereotype Jackpot. ;)) It's scary to me, to make this post, knowing that it's a public post, and that it will flow over to my website, where my real name is readily available. It's scary to know that I have friends and acquaintances who might see it and not understand. But in reality it's a small step, and while I'm not going to spend the day wearing a placard or calling up random strangers, I felt the need to make it public. I am fortunate to live and work in a place where I can make even a small public acknowledgment of who I am and not have to worry about my job or my well-being.

So here I am. Happy National Coming-Out Day, y'all.