Coming Out
Dear Mom and Dad,
There is something I want to tell you.
I hope that you will understand and not see me any differently.
Since my freshman year of high school, I have questioned who I am.
Who am I? What am I?
As I pondered these questions, I began to study how I felt online.
I asked some questions to a few of my friends who I knew would have an answer.
As my research began to flow through my mind, I came to a realization.
As you might remember, I dated a young boy named Nolan in 7th grade.
We were, as we called it, “in love.”
As time went by, after we broke up, I began to feel other attractions.
These attractions were different.
While other girls were attracted to boys, I felt something different.
I wasn’t just attracted to boys, I was also attracted to girls.
I realized something.
I would love to have a girlfriend down the road or another boyfriend.
In case I might have confused you, I will come out and say it.
Mom and Dad, I am bisexual.
I have been feeling this was for years now and have been waiting.
Not because I felt like you wouldn’t accept me, but because I wanted to tell you in my own time.
I hope you don’t mind your daughter loving both sexes.
It just happens.
Your loving daughter,
Giovanna Visalli
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