The realist struggle is trying not to be bisexual when you’re at a family gathering at consists of mostly religous people who have openly frowned upon homosexuality in front of you but I guess aren’t aware you’re bisexual because nobody told them after you made a big deal while coming out CAUSE YOU FUCKING DIDN’T WANT TO COME OUT YET BUT YOUR PARENTS DID IT FOR YOU AND YOU’RE STILL PISSED ABOUT IT SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK TWO YEARS AGO I WAS NOT READY TO COME OUT YET YOU DID IT FOR ME ANYWAY, PRESENT ME IS VERY GAY AND IS REALLY READY TO COME OUT, I WAS GONNA BE CUTE/FUNNY ABOUT IT BUT I GUESS I FUCKING CAN’T NOW CAUSE MY PARENTS KICKED DOWN THE CLOSET DOOR FOR ME FOR FUCKS SAKES.

Tag a “Sharon” near you so she knows she’s a bitch

I hate it when people tell me I’m not bisexual, just confused.

And sometimes I can be confused when it comes to this, but at least I have my life together SHARON. I don’t sit on my couch all day drinking red whine til I’m drunk while my kids (that are non existant) are with your ex-husband that left you because he’s gay and now married, and all you do is drink red whine and be homophobic.