The Being of Bisexual

I’ve often heard people speak of bisexuality as if it were only a verb. You do bisexual stuff like roam the streets/the bars/the grocery stores – wherever.  You dangle your bisexual chains in a graveyard of lovers, haunting whatever you can get on. It’s a sexual free for all. Nothing is off limits – men/women, dudes/chicks, bros and…well, you get the picture. To be bisexual is to be promiscuous and unfaithful. You’re conniving, manipulative, and greedy because one sex just isn’t enough. Perhaps, maybe, maybe not.

Before we go any further, let me state a disclaimer: to each his own. We define our own complex selves and present that self to the world. My definitions or experiences may not be yours, but common ground is my goal on this journey – the journey: to further examine and document my life as a bisexual woman and put into practice those things I’ve learned through dialog with you.

Now, I can be as monogamous as the next person. If I am in a relationship with someone, I don’t feel incomplete, or like I’m lacking any specific element concerning gender. The range of my desire is just vaster. I am attracted to people. Energy exchanged between someone I like and myself, regardless of their sexual identity, is the most important to me. Humanity turns me on! I’m not listed, though, my dear friend, in the ‘I don’t see gender’ category, ‘cause I do. That’s part of the attraction for me, emotional or otherwise. It’s not the deciding factor, but I understand the concept.

By definition, bisexuality is simply responding sexually to both genders. But, in practice, it is so much more. It’s having the same struggles with relationships and self-identity as anyone, multiplied by two. It’s a headache – for me. In fact, Q-Roc’ers, your homework is finding a bisexual person, and giving ‘em a hug because it’s so, so hard out here!

Think on This… what do you think of bisexual people having gender preferences?