I had been going on a journey dealing with my cousin who lives a plane ride away. We have been each other's support system while I deal with anxiety and she with ocd, and I had come out to her a while ago. Since I told her, she had been reluctant to believe that I am bi, but have accepted me. So there were many chats about transference, fear causing feelings I don't understand and everything else in between. We talk a lot about why I feel the way I do, and sometimes she insists that I need to find myself and this healing process has me a little confused. So I spent the weekend in her community, and we had very good visits. At the air port yesterday, there was this person who kept eyeing me and all. Of course I told her. She wasn't sure who I was pointing out, and as they boarded the plane, she asked if it's that woman. I told her it was that tall man. . . but the point is, she asked if it was a woman as if it is normal! I felt good inside knowing that she is really ok with my sexuality. With our convos, I always felt that she was somewhat homophobic but she isn't. She asked if it was that woman and it was ok
