I don't understand why the thought of me being gay or bi is so uncomfortable and and I just don't want to be. I have never cared if someone else is because that's not my business and I'm glad they are happy in there skin. I often wonder if I'm like this because I'm in denial. I wish I could just know and except myself. Anyone else feel this way?

I think sexuality is so core to who we are. So the uncertainty is that much more maddening. I wish I could be uncertain about my favorite color. That would be a lot easier. Reading about ego dystonic thoughts has been helpful to me. The OCD seizes upon the things that are central to our image of ourselves. If for some reason my being a big fan of the color orange was central to my sense of self then I’m pretty sure the OCD would start taunting me with the color yellow. It’s funny like that (the fucker).