There is nothing missing; this love is full and complete “When dating boys in high school, some relationships felt wrong, while others felt inexplicably right,” my hunky honey explains. “Now when I think about being attracted to men, I think about running my hands over a man’s beard and scratching his chin. If that isn’t attraction, I don’t know what is!” I can’t happily Klikk her see a romantic or sexual life with men, but my lesbianism is foremost about me and who I am attracted to, not my lack of heterosexual attraction. My lesbianism is much more than an absence of men, or something I’m perceived to be ‘missing’. It’s also – clearly – more than an exclusive attraction to women. W hen I eventually acknowledged my lesbianism, I worried that I’d betrayed my bonds with the bisexual community. But it also felt right . I was initially reluctant to let go of the “bisexual” label, which had become a trusty old friend, a comfort object like one of my many Squishmallows Bisexuality is not an anxious bid to keep the heteronormative options open, even if they make you miserable. It is not begrudgingly trying to tolerate men’s advances, […]