I got what I wished for

Coming to terms with being bisexual was really difficult. I kissed a couple girls in middle school and was bullied severely for it. That guilt stayed with me until my junior year of high school when I just couldn't lie to myself anymore. Once I finally acknowledged that I liked girls too and that it's okay, I was so relieved.

It took me a little bit to work up the courage to tell my parents. Living with my mom and stepdad, I decided to tell them first. We were out to dinner at a nice restaurant when I announced that I had something to say. The words were stuck in my throat. Somehow saying it out loud was something else entirely. What if everything changed? What if they started treating me differently? I took a few deep breaths and reassured myself about my decision. My parents are incredibly liberal! They have so many friends who are gay. Finally I blurted it out. "I'm bisexual."

My parents looked at each other then said "okay." I was a little surprised at the lack of reaction. They seemed to almost... Not care. I was hoping it wouldn't change anything, but this was incredibly underwhelming. On the car ride home, I expressed my disappointment at their reception of my announcement and suddenly things went from underwhelmingly boring to overwhelmingly hurtful.

It turned into a debate over whether or not one can be bisexual. My stepdad saying that eventually if I'll fall in love and if it's a guy I'll be straight and a girl, I'll be a lesbian, but I can't be bisexual. My mom said something even worse. It started with the classic "how can you know if you've never had sex?" Then as the argument went on she said she had always thought bisexuals were just people who couldn't admit they were gay and that if someone was really bisexual, they would just take whatever they could get. I was told that I was confused, not gay enough, not admitting to being gay or just a slut. Needless to say, it was a horrible night. I gave them a truth about myself and they gave it right back to me, battered and bruised. They never spoke of it again. Everytime I've brought it up, it's been brushed off.

I was hoping that nothing would change when I told them and unfortunately I got exactly what I wished for.