So, I’m a teen. I’m Pansexual and Genderfluid. I’ve been Pansexual for about 2 years now, and Genderfluid for one year. Or, at least I recognized it then. I tried to come out and I failed. I want to show pride but I can’t. I want to accept and be myself, but I never will. I won’t be able to accept myself until others accept me, but others won’t accept me if I don’t come out. Why is life so hard?!
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I am of the opinion that not everyone and everything needs a label. Each person is unique. You dont have to announce to people I AM THIS. For most of them its none of thier damn business anyway. Start small amd maybe tell a very trusted friend or family member and see how that goes. Or juat keep it to yourself until you find someone you are interested im (literally the person it will matter to most). You dont have to force yourself to BE open just because its what people think others SHOULD do. Be comfortable and enjoy your life.
that sounds rough:( maybe find a small piece of yourself you like. maybe be okay being a wanderer and going out into the wild, aka being unique and even if you feel alone you aren’t. you are everywhere and nowhere at once. it’s a maya angelou thing. hopefully it makes some sort of sense, it’s a bit deep. it’s okay to not be normal, to not know who you are. to accept judgement and brush it off, move on. it’s okay to be you.