I actually had a...reverse coming out? I don't even know how to put it. I thought I was gay, and I was okay with that, and my parents were fine with it. And then I met my future husband, and had to rethink a lot of things. When I called my mom to tell her about this guy, I actually played the pronoun game. I was like "Yeah, I've met this person, and I really like them, and we hit it off really well." And she said "What's her name?" and I said "Um...Jonathan."

cue moment of "Huh." on her end.

These days I often feel weird identifying as bi or queer because I've been married to a male partner for 8.5 years (together for 14) and people who don't know me assume I'm straight. Those who do know me know otherwise, but I'm always hesitant to say I'm bi because I don't want questions like "Well, why don't you have a girlfriend?" or things like that.

Personal neuroses, man.