Fay Wylde
1 min readApr 23, 2020

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Wow. Reading this….it felt like you had reached into my mind, my heart, my soul, and lifted out of there everything I have gone through as I came to accept, rather late in life, fully and completely my true identity as a bisexual….everything that had baffled me, puzzled me, nagged at me, bothered me….a realization about myself that brought me joy, and excitment, and happiness…..a realization about myself that brought me guilt, and shame, and worry. Thank you so much for expressing all of this so well. I feel like now, when I am struggling to try and explain myself and how I feel to friends and family, I could just point them in the direction of your article and say “read this.” And yes, I don’t want to pass anymore. I have taken baby steps towards that. But I keep feeling like I must do more, only I don’t know for sure what more it is I should do. All I know is that I am determined. And as you put it, I am not sure I know what bisexual is. And I don’t care, because I know I am bisexual. Thank you for saying it, so that now I feel a little less…well…silly….saying it myself.

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Fay Wylde
Fay Wylde

Written by Fay Wylde

I write on politics, women’s rights, racial equality, LGBTQ, religion, witchy stuff, and whatever else my autistic brain chases.

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