When I came out as bisexual, I was 13. In elementary school, when my friends and I played pretend, I’d always play a guy and I’d always try to flirt with my female friends. In middle school, I discovered I had a fiendish attraction to Rosario Dawson, and I once typed “am I gay?” into Google before closing the tab out of shame. I knew I had crushes on boys, but I didn’t accept my attraction to women until I was 13. I remember sitting in my room alone, texting my friend, “I think I might be bisexual.” It took a while to type because my fingers were shaking so much. And she said something like, “That’s wonderful!” Immediate acceptance and love. My mother’s reaction was not so affirming. At least the first time I came out set a good standard. (Non-binary/21/Queer)