I am bisexual. Which feels good to say, but complicated to maintain. I always identified as straight, until I didn’t. Even then, I had challeneges in fully embracing being by. And yet that is what I am.
I have a wonderful sex life with my husband. The fact that we have very different preferences doesn’t detract from that. I’m kinky and hypersexual; he’s vanilla and asexual. Despite—or because of—this, our sex life is all the awesome.
I had four lovers in 2017, two long term and two new additions. The new ones have broken a period of avoidance that has been more about me than anyone else. Coming to terms with how others love my body even when I have questions.