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I took 3 grams of shrooms and on the comedown, I started getting my usual “it would be very fun but very shameful to have sex with a guy” thoughts. It made me so upset. Why am I so messed up that I’m super into women but every now and then think sex with a guy could be very nice??? I usually shoved those thoughts back in my head where they were to be forgotten (until the next time they popped up).
I went to have a shower with my wife to try and shake this feeling off. Halfway through the shower it comes back like a fucking train through my chest and I collapse to the floor sobbing. My life is genuinely over and my world is spiralling out of control. She asks me what’s wrong and I tell her everything. I’m the most ashamed I’ve ever been in my life and wish I could cease to exist in that moment.
She responds “oh that means you’re bi! That’s awesome! That means we can have MMF threesomes!”
All of a sudden it clicks. Guys can be bi too. It’s not just for women. This horrific self hatred, shame, and guilt that made me feel like a true outcast and alien my entire life was unnecessary.
I go online and all of a sudden I realize that there are thousands and thousands of guys just like me.
Fucking wild.
She’s the only one who knows and will know because my entire family is very homophobic. My father sat us all down once and said “if I find out ANY of you are gay you won’t be on this earth for much longer”.