Story #1845

When I came out I was fifteen. I had just found out that I was bi. I went to school at that time and I told myself I wouldn’t tell anyone, not even my friends, because I was scared that they wouldn’t know how to act around me. One night, I went to a party and got so drunk that I screamed on the top of my lungs that I was bi and then I fell on the ground and started sobbing. People were super nice. They gave me speeches on how I should accept myself and carried me to my friend’s car so she could drive me home. (F/Bisexual)