Coming to Terms With Yourself
I am a closeted Indian girl. My closest friends most definitely don’t know I am bisexual. And I don’t feel obligated to come out to anyone I know.
I am bisexual. I am truly comfortable with who I am. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so comfortable in my own body. Whether it be the stretch marks that hug my hips, the hair that covers every inch of my body, or the way my smile makes my eyes look like they’re two different sizes, I don’t think there is anything that has made me happier. I am happy to be me.
I looked in the mirror and I felt beautiful for the first time in my life.
It’s taken me 18 years, but I am glad I have found myself.
I love me, finally.














