My “life” really just began in 8th grade. The earlier years were basically training levels if you will. 8th grade was the year I started admitting to myself and others that I was bisexual, but not everyone. I began to see and do more things, meet new people. I established a new group of true “best friends.” One person was always in that group but two others came in that I just sorta re-met with. From the first person I told I was bisexual. It became a field day, and I became uncomfortable with the sudden attention. I couldn’t understand it at the time. So I did some damage control and told people “I lied” or was “Just joking.” Sure it killed me on the inside, but then just a little bit. Admitting to yourself your Bisexual, or Gay is probably the hardest step of that process. Well towards the beginning of that years I had a few problems. One including a near police intervention, but that would be behind me until the next time. I was struggling in math. There was still half of a year to go.