I have recently come to realize a certain truth which I have kept to myself for many years. I have often locked away and punished myself for my own thoughts towards my peers. I have been molded and pressured into the %100 heterosexual lifestyle, or as I like to call it, straightjacket. The fact is is that I am very much a compromising man, and more than a little open-minded. I have struggled with confusion about who I am for my entire life -- and it has been antagonized by all my peers and my own father for just as long. If only he knew. I come to you all for help in this difficult period. I accept affection and arousal from both genders. I am seemingly attracted to both men and women. I'm bisexual. In fact I am at least bisexual. I may be more gay than straight, or more straight than gay. It varies. But I can no longer deny the impulses and the sexual tension I have felt towards some of my more attractive male peers. And it felt like a 60-ton weight had been lifted off of my chest when I admitted it to my loving bisexual girlfriend, who comforted me and accepted me. I also broke the news to a close female friend, who also supported me. Now I'm beginning to acknowledge who I am -- who I really am. And I'm terrified to play the field. The concept is still scary to me. I want to experiment. I want to indulge in my finally uncovered feelings. And I want people to know...but I know they'll never view me the same way again. Help me. How long do I keep it secret from my mother, my stepfather (god help me), my father, and my brother to name a few. I'm scared...confused...and unsure. But finally happy.