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As I grew up I was constantly labeled.

I guess everyone was.

Most of my friends didn't mind the labels...until that became insulting and discriminating because of their sexuality or gender.

As a young person I didn't understand why it mattered if a boy liked a boy or a girl liked a girl or if a boy identified as a girl or vice versa.

I feel like I spent most my time at school trying to stop the bullying that occurred to my friends and explain how they felt.

Many people often wondered why I felt so strongly about this topic and to be honest I wondered too.

Well...not really.

I knew why I just didn't want to admit it because I was afraid of what my family would say.

I knew my friends would be supportive as many were part of LGBTQ but my parents were another issue.

It scared me to think of their reactions so I convinced myself that I was just confused...I wasn't.

As I reached secondary school I had my first crush...on someone the same gender as me, a girl.

Later I also had a crush on one my closest friends, a boy.

I knew what bisexuality was but somehow at a christian school where having the wrong branded shoes got you bullied I couldn't exactly come out the closet.

It was a hard time having to conceal and concealing made me mad, upset and grumpy.

I became so distraught at the wrong idea of trying to be what was considered 'normal' I fell into a depression.

School continued and so did my attraction for both female and male.

I felt suffocated, like i couldn't say anything.

Till one day we had a supply teacher for english.

The teacher was young with a bright smile that made you feel at ease and we did a lesson that changed my life forever.

It was a lesson of self love and acceptance.

I sat still in awe for the entire two hour lesson and for the first time in a really long time i felt happy with myself.

Then at the end we were asked to get in groups, so of course, I sat with my friends. We were asked to describe ourselves as an object of our choice and give a reason on why before telling the rest of our group.

It took me a while to think when a thought occurred to me.

As it came to my turn I was nervous but spoke my mind and finally got what I needed off my chest.

I said I was a semi circle.

Half straight, half curved.

I remember my friends sitting there and staring before laughing and hugging me.

It was the best english lesson I'd ever had and no longer felt ashamed of who I was and who I liked regardless of being male or female.

That day I learned that there was nothing wrong with me and if anything had a problem with it then it was their problem.

The weight off my chest was gone and I felt free.

I was a proud bisexual and there was nothing to it.

I later came out to more people and my sister although my parents don't know.

I just hope there will come a day when I can say without fear to my mum and dad "I am a semi circle, half straight, half curved. I am all bisexual and I am very happy"