To start #BiVisibilityMonth off right, here's our community-sourced definition!

"I call myself bisexual because I acknowledge that I have in myself the potential to be attracted romantically and/or sexually to people of more than one gender, not necessarily at the same time, not necessarily in the same way, and not necessarily to the same degree." - Robyn Ochs robynochs.com/linktree

"As for ratios, I don’t much care for them. I’ve always felt that ratios were used to discredit bisexuality. People would try to say 'well, you’ve slept with more women than you have men, so you must really be straight.' Think of bisexuality as a car, just because you’ve used it to go to the supermarket more than the hair salon doesn’t change the car's ability to go to both locations. Your bisexuality gives you the power to be attracted to women and men. If you find yourself leaning more towards one, that might have more to do with the talent on offer than your hormones. Of course, the flip side of this is people's bisexuality falls on a spectrum — some are 90/10, some 50/50, but the important thing to remember is that wherever you fall on that spectrum, you’re still bi."

It’s also the beginning of Bi Visibility Month and my sexuality is something I’ve struggled with my ENTIRE life (almost 33 years!!), the closet was my cave of safety yet depression, my shield against drama, hate, gossip and shunning. I’ve known of my sexuality before I even knew there was a name for it. And growing up first generation Caribbean with older parents, hearing homophobic rants and terms, it was safer even better there.

This time, however, it’s MY choice.

I was recently reading volume 4 of Heartstopper and it’s the one where Nick comes out to his dad, who he’s semi-estranged from. And that’s when it clicked. I teared up and thought, ‘this is beautiful’. This is eye opening.

This…is…it. When I was a teenager, my older sister 'G’ lived with us, I’ve always loved my sister, but truth is, she and I weren’t very close. One particular summer before I turned 17 and almost out of high school, I woke up to her telling me to accompany her somewhere, as we’re on our way, she tells me that she really didn’t need for me to accompany her, she just wanted to get me out of the house, because my mom (her stepmom) is PISSED at me. She continued, “she read your diary and she know you like girls and she’s wants to talk to you, and I wanted to get you out of the house so you can process this before you talk to her”

I started breathing heavily, cold sweats because I knew what was to come; I kept trying to ask her things, but she refused to answer and just told me to prepare myself. We got home. I tried to rush to my room (I had to pass my parents to get to mine) and I heard my name…"Lenii!!“ (Actually, it sounded more like "Leniiiiiiiii!!!”) Like the boom of a speaker with your ear right next to it. A chill ran through my body. I lowered my head and pretended I didn’t know what she wanted. She called me over with her finger and told me to sit down, pointing to where. I sat at the upper part of her side of the bed. She sat to my left on a chair, the door on her other side, my sister in front of me, my dad standing keeping himself busy, not caring, on the other side of the bed.

The beginning of the conversation was a blur because my fear was paramount, but she said “so, I found out that you are attracted to girls. And I want you to be honest with me because I didn’t raise you to lie….Lenii, do you like girls as more than friends?”

My jaw clenched and I looked straight at my sister and by straight, I mean I was looking in her direction but past her head to the mirror behind her. The soul had left my body.

(I’m aware I’m sounding extra dramatic, but, I’m being dead serious that’s what it felt like)

My face in the same position I shook my head just enough for her to get an answer, “Yes”. She yelled “Say it with your mouth, I’m not accepting that!” I said “Yes!!” And next thing I know I see my sister reach out and she grabbed my mother’s arm midair, and I hear her scream: “You know! We don’t do that here! Hoooowww can my own daughter…you know we don’t accept that, what the hell is wrong with you, that’s not okay!!….OH MY GOD!!” My sister, still holding her arm, said “Vee, just calm down okay, calm down…we…” and Mom replies, still screaming, “Calm down!?!? She….” and G responds with “Just calm down, this is no time to talk about this, you can talk calmly later”, the arm shifted, and I limbo'ed under it then ran to my room. And that was it. My sister caught the arm that was reading to back hand me in the face or maybe the chest. I don’t know but I shudder, even now at the thought of what would have happened if G hadn’t stepped in that very second. Choking? Hard slap, my obese mom pinning me down? Who knows.

The rest is either a suppressed memory or a blur but all it did was throw me deeper in the closet. It’s odd because I was out to my friends in high school, even dated a girl briefly there, openly flirted with girls, had celebrity crushes, hell I noticed girls BEFORE I noticed boys and that includes celebrities. I stopped dating altogether in 10th grade but had my last real crush in 11th grade. It was a boy, his name was Chris, and he’s still my friend to this day. We never dated though, but was very sweet. Over the years there’s been talk particularly with my brother about my sexuality, (I never actually told him or hinted but he’s seen my posts about my being ally and says things like’'this is why everyone thinks you’re gay stop posting s*it like this!“)

When I was 24, my mom and I were watching TV one night about 10pm and she randomly said ’'Lenii, do you still like girls?” I didn’t respond. She carried on “Because you know, you don’t date, you don’t talk about relationships, guys…or girls…and I know you don’t really have anyone to talk to about those things, but I don’t like that you just don’t date at all” (I also chose not to date because she’s always been sick and I didn’t feel right dating and not giving her 100% of my attention) And then it happened, the monumental moment in every single LGBTQIA+ person’s life: “Lenii..” she said, I turned my head, still facing the opposite way towards the TV, “I’m not going to be around forever and I don’t like that you’re all alone..” I interrupted and said “Mom I’m fine really” (I always hated her 'Im gonna die one day’ talks) “But just listen..I’m not going to be around forever and I want you to meet someone wonderful, to open your heart and just let love in, or at least try, I don’t want you to be alone cause I feel you’re gonna need someone there. So, whatever it is, guy…..or girl. It’s all okay. I just want you to know I love you and it’s all okay….okay?” My eyes welled up and after a hard gulp I nodded and said “okay” and smirked and that was it.

The next afternoon, by 2pm, She was deceased.

I still stayed deep in the closet, so deep there was no room for Christmas presents, yet I ended moving to Virgnia and was out only to a few people. (Its always been a pet peeve of mine being open to one person and then that one person tells other people like it’s their place to tell) I flirted, romanced and even briefly entertained women…and went on dates with men. And then it happened, I fell in love (hard to admit, even now), alas it was not meant to be. But no actual relationship with either. Then came Texas and dating at all wasn’t even a thought, especially with a supposed friend who would remind me that I “wasn’t the kind of person someone wanted because you were so f*cked up and had to get your shit together because no one would want you this way” (she thought I was straight, yes my 'friend’ of 12 years, had no idea) Ever since I was 17, I contemplated and even attempted suicide a few times. That’s the last thing I needed to hear. I wanted to be anything but, because I didn’t believe I deserved to be loved by ANYONE, significant other, family or friends if I wasn’t straight.

I’ve been back home since December 2021, I prefer it here, I’ll be 33 in November and it’s been about that time. I’m tired. I’m over it. It’s official. I posted on my twitter and then my personal Facebook, and my instagram, at first my FB was to only some friends, excluding family and elders I knew since my youth, like my brother’s childhood friends. But I’ve changed it to be seen by all. Mostly inspired by an eerily similar story from one of my favourite people, Raul Esparza. I’m tired. Whoever is mad, they can be mad. Whoever is confused, they can be confused. Whoever doesn’t believe it, can wallow in disbelief. I’m at peace, I’m happy, and most importantly so is my inner child and adolescent is free and baby girl, I love you more than you can ever know.

Fin.

Lenii <3

Happy Bi Visibility Month! ✨💜💖💙✨ (I’m bi. I shine. 🌟 Get in line. *hair flip*) #sass #art #cute #selflove #sassy #bisexualvisibilitymonth #bivisibilitymonth #bisexual #bipride💖💜💙 #hereandqueer🏳️‍🌈 #lgbtq🌈 https://www.instagram.com/p/CiA5L9WuvbR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Its #bivisibilitymonth so happy month to him

For #bivisibilitymonth we’d like to introduce you to Idrilia. Our Dagger-wielding, truth-seeking, no nonsense, likes to blow things up with crystals, bisexual.

Biographical Information

Age: 20

Height: 5’9”

Eye Color: Light blue

Gender: Female

Birth Realm: Sondrine

Weapon of Choice: Daggers (dual-wielded)

Title: Dual-wielder

“Protecting Sondrine is our duty and honor.”

Profile

Born into a prominent family in Sondrine, Idrilia grew up surrounded by expectations as to who she would become, many of them her own. Idrilia poured herself into her training to become a soldier like her father, whom she deeply admires. She is also devoted to her younger sisters and the memory of her grandmother. In the preliminary training that all Sondrinel receive, her fierce independence and usage of unconventional tactics quickly distinguished her from her peers, but also earned her a reputation for being hotheaded. At the time of her selection as a Truthseeker she had applied for admittance to the military academy but had yet to receive an answer.

She even has theme music! https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IW20CdWRlQE

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I am a proud bisexual! Happy Bisexual Visiability Month! 🏳️‍🌈✨

#BiWeek #BiVisibilityMonth

Self-definition. Bi does not mean binary. We reclaim our name.

"Every time a bisexual person makes their bi+ identity known, that is a form of activism." - Robyn Ochs

Happy Bi Visibility Day! Take this time to celebrate your bi self!

#meryerdesigns #bipride #bivisibilitymonth #bivisibilityweek #lgbtq #pridejewelry #etsysale https://www.instagram.com/p/CE-L0IJFbiC/?igshid=7vmiv4ihth58

It's #bivisibilitymonth!! I'm proud to be a bisexual person. It took me almost 15 years to come to terms with my sexuality and to love myself. If you don't like hearing me talk about it, there's the 🚪. https://www.instagram.com/p/CEvUbslhaBC/?igshid=1a3igamsrii68

Happy birthday, Freddie. You would have been 73 today. Your star still shines and inspires. It's fitting, I think, that September is #BiVisibilityMonth and also your birthday month. You were a pioneer. A fighter, a lover, a King, a Queen. Watch over us, your #BiBabies, as we navigate our lives. I'll always love you. . . . . #FreddieMercury #FarrokhBulsara #BisexualIcon #HappyBirthdayFreddie https://www.instagram.com/p/B2CzA6EBmVL/?igshid=1wb6w68lia73r

It’s bisexual visibility month so I decided to draw my best bi’s Clear and Kaname (for some reason the blue part of the flag is super big and I merged the layers and can’t fix it so fuck)

(ALSO CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY JESUS)

It just occurred to me that all my tumblr followers who don’t follow me on Instagram have no idea who these people are or where they came from so I have to go work on a post for that now.

So, it's Bi Visibility Month, and I actually think I've been less visible than usual (basically, I've been tired and not felt like taking gratuitous selfies). Sorry, I know y'all missed my dumb mug. ;3 #selfie #badseed #bivisibilitymonth

yEAh I gave them a bio kid, because I think she would be beautiful, but ofc their adopted kids and Simon are gorg too 😌

September is #bivisibilitymonth ! so ofc I drew some spoopy gretacard. Relationship status doesn't erase your sexuality. BABY SAYS BI-PRIDE! Twitter and IG @ Thatvvitchazure