On the odd occasion I feel self-conscious about being a bi woman while having a straight (self-described, but still very gender-bendy) boyfriend and plenty of masc fuck buddies, I sometimes give in to the hatred of bi women like me and doubt my own sexuality...
Then I remember the women I got extremely emotionally invested in really quickly as a teenager, and how comfortable I am playing with other women and that conclusion doesn't feel quite right. I completely get the hate. Getting your hopes up only to be shot down when it's already so hard to find other women you like who want to date you back.
It sounds stupid, but I (along with a lot of autistic women) didn't have many girl-friends growing up so weren't immersed in the expected social norms that seemingly came with that. Often, actively socially rejected rather than a conscious choice on our end. So a majority of the women I have gravitated towards have been other isolated autistic women, not those who have surrounded themselves with women either before or since coming out. And the social rejection of bi-women feels like a re-packaging of the social rejection of autistic women, unfairly catagorised as not "girls girls" based on vibes or some social faux pas we unintentionally fulfill.
But...
Occasionally I slip into these circles or am indeed pulled into them. I enjoy it! I'm not used to it, but I enjoy it. Usually after drifting from whoever I came out with, so it looks like I'm ~just a girl in my world~ but I feel like I can't stay or I have to stay because leaving would break my hostess' heart.
I just feel like whether in queer or straight spaces I unintentionally lead people on because I don't realise what is or isn't too fast or too slow to move. And unintentionally make myself out into this player that people complain about when it comes to bi women.










