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My Bisexual Journey: Looking Back with Love

By Ethan Gregoire. While I was certain I was bisexual, I was hesitant to use that phrasing. At the same time, I didn’t want to confine myself to a label, and I craved the knowledge that there was a cut-and-dry label I could call home. The tug-of-war stemmed from simply wanting to exist as queer on the one hand, and wanting to know what “type” of bisexual I was (was I pansexual, or perhaps on the aromantic or asexual spectrums too?) on the other.

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Trapped between Layers of Trauma: Growing Up Queer and Uyghur in China 

“My parents are freaking out because I’m not married yet, and I don’t think either they or I can stand it anymore,” they sighed. “My parents are so scared I’m going to miss my childbearing years. They’re forcing me to get married.” Their eyes suddenly grew darker, and they looked down to gaze into their tea. Without looking at me, they continued, “I can’t do it. I have got to get out of here. I have no choice but to leave. I mean, I want to leave China.”

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