Hear Me Out

Irony is everywhere.

Dear world, (that is, whoever finds me through my book's one tag, or by scrolling through Wattpad's follower list,) how are you? Having fun? Enjoying reading other peoples' deepest secrets and public confessions?
Sorry, that was a bit harsh. I'm getting off track. So here we go, the real topic of the book:
I've said this already, but this might not be what you were expecting. Because this isn't just me saying that I'm bisexual, it's me saying that I don't want to be this way, and I'm fine with not wanting to be this way.

For one thing, and this is the most important thing, even though I forget that sometimes, I am a Christian.

No, I don't hate gay people (or trans, bi, etc, people.)

No, I don't think that what they do is right.

Yes, that's possible. To disagree with someone's lifestyle choices without hating them.

And maybe if our culture wasn't so quick to label everyone who doesn't exactly conform to the stereotypes for their gender as homosexual or trans, then we wouldn't have so many people saying that they are gay, or bi, trans, etc.

I'm not denying that some people are attracted to the same gender naturally, and it may be due more to their upbringing than their choices. I know there are people who are lgbtq+ and don't want to be that way. I'm one of them.
Just because you feel a certain way doesn't make acting on those feelings right.

Maybe if everyone wasn't so quick to try and label themselves because they don't fit a stereotype for gender or attraction, then we wouldn't have these whole spectrums for gender and sexuality. Because I don't want to belittle anyone. I'm not trying to mock you. But these gender and sexuality spectrums are getting ridiculous.

Unfinished