My Short Story Of Coming Out

Chapter 2: The Ending & New Beginning

By the end of my 8th grade year I had come to my senses that I am bisexual and nothing could change that. No I didn't have a girlfriend, but something in me knew who I truly was. Keeping secrets is the worst possible thing to do. You have no one to talk to, no one to run to in time of need. So when I sat sitting on the stage graduating from 8th grade, looking at everyone who never knew who I truly was. I was proud of myself for knowing that I made through the year with no regrets it was the perfect ending.. But I made a vow to myself to never keep secrets again. A vow to never be someone who was scared of the truth. I looked at back at the memories and I promised myself that I was going to be better. The summer before high school I evaluated myself and thought about the person I wanted to become. When I stepped foot in that high school my freshmen year I felt like a new person. I felt like a new beginning. As I sat in the auditorium looking at all the high school kids I realized, that I wasn't going to be the same person by the end of the year. I'm going to feel different. I'm going to feel like the person I am, I am going to be ME. A few months of school went by and things were going good, I had made friends, I had good grades, I felt like who I wanted to be. By this time everyone knew I was bisexual. A few friends and I had been talking at lunch and one of my friends had brought up sexuality. We were Laughing and having fun and we were naming the sexuality of what we thought people were and they were confirming of denying it. My friend Ricco had brought me up and said I was bisexual. I had sat there with chips in mouth and just shrugged my shoulders. I had confirmed it and no one had a problem with it. I was so happy to know they accepted me for me. I didn't think that it could get any better,  but then it did. So I had become best friends with the new girl that had came a few weeks after school started, we had all the same classes. She had this friend she had known for a long time. I fell for her instantly. The way she laughed at every little thing, the way she smiled, when she would act so goofy and not cares who saw her. I didn't act on my feelings. I shoved them down inside of me and went on with my year the best way I knew how to. I went on with my year. During that year, I dated multiple girls I didn't really have feeling for to hide my feelings for the girl I did love. At the end of the year I had finally told her. It was a little too late she was already dating someone else. They eventually broke. I went out with her for a week. We broke up at the end of the week. For a reason I don't want to explain. Over the summer I got myself together and focused on me. It was a new year and time to focus even more on me.