It's funny how things get real big in your mind. I mean, hey, i'm bisexual, and that's not the easiest thing to tell people. Still, it's funny how I'd have saved me a lot of nervewrecking moments, if i had came clean to some of my friends earlier. They're totally understanding - well, hello, most of them are AT LEAST bi? It would be bizarre if they weren't.

And now, when I think about it, I find it really, really astonishing, how I could keep this secret from them for so long time. It's not big news to me: frankly speaking, i've "discovered it" about 4 years ago, when I first dated a guy. Unlike other people, my "adaptation stage" was really mellow: I didn't want to be another person, I love myself as I am pretty much, thank you. Still, why not telling them? And the answer is: I don't know. Fear? Shyness? Who knows?
 
Well, as we know, if it's easy, then it isn't life. And that's what makes life a great thing.