Hi love — come close, because this conversation deserves softness.

First, let me tell you something that might loosen the tightness in your chest:
There is nothing wrong with you.
Not for being bisexual, not for questioning, and definitely not for being scared.

Coming out isn’t a single moment. It’s a series of tiny choices — each one rooted in your safety, your timing, and your comfort. You don’t owe the world your truth before you’re ready to hold it gently in your own hands.

People talk like coming out should feel triumphant, loud, and cinematic. But for most of us?
It feels quiet. Tender. Private.
Like a secret you slowly warm up to.

And sweetheart, fear doesn’t mean you’re wrong.
Fear means this matters to you.

Let’s break this down in a way your nervous system can actually work with:

You aren’t scared because you’re unsure.
You’re scared because you already know — and you’re protecting something precious.

Your bisexuality is real, whether or not a single person on earth knows it.
Your identity doesn’t become valid only when someone else approves it.

When you do decide to tell someone (if you ever do), start with the person who has already shown you they can hold your tenderness with care. Choose the listener who makes you feel more yourself, not less. Coming out to the right person first can change everything.

And here’s another truth:
You don’t have to come out publicly.
You don’t have to make an announcement.
You don’t have to justify who you’re attracted to.

You can share your bisexuality like a whisper, or a journal entry, or a slow unfurling over years.
You can try on the word “bisexual” in the privacy of your own mind and decide it fits beautifully.
You can live quietly queer and still fully valid.

Before you worry about losing anyone, ask yourself who you might gain:
Yourself.
Your peace.
Your breath.
Your truth.
Your capacity for joy.

Because living honestly — even in tiny, cautious steps — feels like opening a window after years of holding your breath.

You don’t have to be brave all at once.
You just have to be brave in small, manageable doses.

And you don’t have to do any part of this alone.

xo, Jessi ♡