BBP Stories: I Was the Tomboy

BBP Stories: I Was the Tomboy

Central High School
10th grade, 16
African American Bisexual Female

My story is going to be about my sexuality.

And being bullied about it. So probably about like my eighth-grade year, I started to realize that um-, the way I looked at other girls, like I noticed that girls are pretty. And I didn’t dress girly, like other girls. I was kind of a boyish kind of girl. I was the tomboy. I loved sports. I played football, played volleyball, and right now in my sophomore year, I’m playing softball. In my eighth-grade year, I had decided to come out. The first person I told was my friend, L. She accepted me. She was a real cool friend. And I loved her for that.

But other kids, they just, they didn’t accept the fact that I liked girls. Even though I still like boys, too. Bisexual is the term. But I mean, I think people are special the way they are. I have friends who are gay, who are transgender, and I love them all because they love me. So, eighth grade year was hard. When I came into my freshman year I met a new friend. And we had a lot of good memories together cause, you know, he was also bisexual. So, we had a nice mutual understanding cause we knew what each other was going through. And I don’t know, I think it’s because it was high school and a lot of kids had a lot of understanding of what the term bisexual was and there was people who accepted the fact that I was bisexual.


And then, there were people who didn’t.

I was fine with that. As long as I had my group of friends that understood, I was just fine. Right now, I’m currently in my sophomore year. I still have those same friends that were there. My friend, who I talked about earlier, and I went and talked to legislators about bullying. And it was a great experience. It was nice to be seen on TV. It was nice to let them know that everybody gets bullied. Not just kids who are nerdy and who get good grades, or people who are gay or straight, everybody gets bullied. It was nice.

BBP STORIES: Here in my church, I have a lesbian pastor

BBP STORIES: Here in my church, I have a lesbian pastor

West High School

In my church here in The Cities, I have a lesbian pastor. You always see these things on the news or on the Internet when you look up things like, “What are some things about gay marriage?” and stuff like that. And you always see people protesting. “Oh, it’s against the Bible. God hates gays. Um-, you know, you’re going against God’s word.” And I think it’s a nice slap to the face to them that my pastor’s a lesbian. And I’m pretty proud to have her as a pastor.

I always go around bragging, “Yeah. You should come to my church sometime. We’re pretty great. I mean, everybody’s welcome. Our pastor’s a lesbian. She’s pretty cool.”

I mean, it’s one thing to have a woman as a pastor these days. But it’s another thing for her to be a lesbian. I just think it’s really cool that we have that, you know, around here in The Cities.

And, I don’t know. At a young age, I was kind of exposed to gay people. Around fifth grade, my friend, who’s like two years older than me or something, she came and told me, “Hey, I, I think I’m a bisexual.” And I didn’t know how to react at first. I mean, how do you react to something like that? I was young, and I didn’t really know a lot about it. It was just sort of always, like, there, but never really, like, prominent in my life. Um—. Yeah. So, I was always afraid, like, “Oh, well, what if she tries hitting on me? What do I even do?” And stuff like that.

But, you know, over the years I kind of became more accustomed to it, like, “OK, it’s a thing. That’s pretty rad. I can accept that.” And through the years, I’ve been meeting more and more people and finding out more about myself. I think I’m slipping that way, too. I feel a lot more comfortable around chicks. And guys always, like, make me nervous. I’m never really comfortable around them. And girls, I—they’re  pretty. OK. So, I guess that’s really most of what I have to say.

Back to my pastor, when we were choosing pastors, like, cause one of ours was retiring. So we were choosing, like, who our new pastor would be. And there were a few people who were like, up to plate, and my dad, he was sort of against it. He’s like, “A woman as a pastor. I don’t think she’ll do it right. And even, worse, you know, she’s a lesbian.” I mean, you always hear lots of mean words said about people like that. Like um-, I’ve heard people refer to her even behind her back as “fish breath” and “carpet licker,” and I never really appreciated that. And I would always think to myself, “You’re, you are an ill-informed uneducated swine.” And, I mean, if that’s what they want to do, and that’s how they want to live, then you should accept that.

But she’s, she’s a pretty good pastor. I like her. She makes services nice and fun, and I like the openness and, like, just how everyone is truly welcome. And everyone can just be who they are.

I participated in the Day of Silence a few weeks ago, or something. And that was pretty rad, too. I liked that, a Day of Silence to honor those who had committed suicide because they were bullied because they were gay. And I guess, yeah, I’m cool with it. I really love how it’s so greatly accepted these days. And, it’s just really—it’s a cool thing.

BBP STORIES: She was my new year’s kiss

BBP STORIES: She was my new year’s kiss

West High School



You know, last January, New Year’s Eve, I was talking to my friend, right? And she was like, “Hey. We should go hang out over New Year’s and, like, just chill, right?” You know, I kind of had a crush on this girl for a while, just a little bit.

And so, I went over to her house. We had a sleepover, right? We were, we’re talking, and I mentioned that I kind of liked her. And she was like, “Oh. I kind of like you, too.”

And we watched some like um—we were on Netflix. We went to the gay and lesbian section to watch like—we found this one musical about it, and so we watched that together for a while. And we’re just sort of hanging out and watching movies the whole night, and it was really nice. And um-, around midnight, you know, everyone’s always all like, oh, with the bae, you know, getting that New Year’s kiss. And I just could only—kept thinking to myself, “Wouldn’t that be a great thing. You know?” So, um—, I was all like, “Hey.” She’s like, “Yeah?” I’m like, “Can I kiss you for New Year’s?” And she said, “Sure.” So um—, She was my New Year’s kiss. And it was pretty nice.

She lives kind of far from me now cause I moved to The Cities, and she’s still like in the burbs. I’m not very good at long-distance relationships, but I really want to transfer to her high school. Not just because of her, but, you know, good education and stuff, things like that. But I think it would be really cute if we started dating.

I remember when we first met in seventh grade, I think. I was her first friend. She’d just moved to Minnesota. And it was, it was nice. And we just gradually got closer over the years. I don’t know if New Year’s is my very first kiss with her. I actually think after a really big summer concert that we go to called Warped Tour, I slept over at her house. And I think that was our very first kiss. But it wasn’t, like, a real one, if you know what I mean, like. The New Year’s kiss was just much more like, “We did this, this happened, and this is a huge thing for us.” And that’s sort of my New Year’s story with a chick that I like.