Tuesday, September 23rd may sound like an unassuming date, but a lot can be packed into one small square on a calendar. Today is the first full day of autumn (following a late night autumnal equinox on Monday) and also the first day I walked home shivering in the late afternoon sunlight. It is National Voter Registration Day, and the three week anniversary of my thus far exhilarating and exhausting academic adventure at Harvard Law.
It is also Bisexual Visibility Day.
I have always been a private person when it comes to sexuality. As a child, I abhorred being asked about my crushes, both real and celebrity. I did not want to have to admit that I found Revenge of the Sith-era Hayden Christensen dashing despite his sometimes questionable acting choices, or that I spent a good deal of my childhood confused about whether I wanted to date Jeremy Sumpter’s Peter Pan or be Peter Pan himself. When I finally realized that I liked women as well, I had no desire to share this information with anyone outside of the queer community, not out of shame or confusion or even fear of anyone’s reaction, but just out of a basic desire for privacy.*
Unfortunately, privacy is not a luxury that I can afford. I spent the first twenty years of my life paying the steep psychological price of society’s collective silence concerning bisexuality, and I cannot allow myself to perpetuate the same silence that almost destroyed me. Continue reading “Embracing VisiBility”