IвЂ™m nevertheless poly, irrespective of who IвЂ™m seeing.
We kissed girls in sleepaway camp, dropped early for teenagers checking out cross-dressing and trans identities, hid my own body because it became a lot more like my motherвЂ™s, decked out in my own dadвЂ™s suits and took suave auto-timed portraits вЂ” all ahead of the selfie camera ended up being a thing. Despite a few of these experiences, growing up queer in Russia had been a challenge. Also among my queer buddy group, bisexual had been the word that is only knew to spell it out one another at that time.
We didnвЂ™t understand we’re able to live not in the sex binary and the standard вЂњmen marry women, and ladies worship their guysвЂќ scenario.