The past couple of days, weeks even, haven’t been easy on me. My asthma got noticeably worse after an infection, breathing has become hard, I’m constantly coughing and I’m at a point where I’m starting to lose my voice. My doctor has upped my medication, prescribed new medication and done plenty of blood tests to look for other causes, but things aren’t getting better. I know where this is going, as I’ve been here before.
As long as I can remember, I dreamt of achieving big things. As a kid, I wanted to become a race pilot and beat all records, or the first astronaut to visit different planets. One Christmas, I got a telescope and I spent my nights looking at the moon and stars, knowing the names of all the visible constellations. Another year, I received a microscope and spent all winter examining whatever I could find. I even let food rot, just because I wanted to examine the fungus.
Being bisexual and open about it has been a weird ride so far. Generally, people are very supportive and understanding. But I’ve also faced a lot of criticism, misconceptions, and hate, coming from both straight people and the LGBTQ+ community. These are the 30 most annoying things with regards to my sexuality I have to deal with on a regular basis.
There have been some issues regarding my sexuality and gender I’ve been wanting to blog about for a while now, but I only just found the courage and words to do so. It’s a hard subject to talk about, because it’s something very personal, and because not everyone will or can understand it, try to understand it or accept it. But my sexuality and gender are part of who I am, and something I cannot change, so it’s important to me to change that piece of me with the rest of the world.
I’m a woman in tech, often the only female developer in the group. I don’t enjoy wearing make-up, I don’t eat meat, love music from decades before I was born, have a sense of humor that no one understands and my sexuality floats somewhere between bisexual and lesbian. You could say I’m pretty different from most people, which isn’t something to be ashamed of. But I’d also like to point out that all of us are different in some way. And at the same time, we’re all very much alike as well. And still, we often feel alone in this world, not understood, or just plain weird.