Prrresenting Bisexuality Comics: Part Three! Will it live up to the hype? Maybe! :)
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I won’t say that the day my mum broke up with her second husband was the happiest day of my life, because it wasn’t. I felt as though I was to blame for this home-wreckage. Leaving my forty year old mother to fend for herself and four children under the age of seven while I moved into a two bed mid terrace with my fiancé wasn’t my proudest moment, I’ll be honest. I will, however, say that I think it was the happiest day of her life, whether she knows it or not. Since her break-up I have found she is a new woman, full of laughter and smiles, renewed strength and peppered with an ambition I previously thought she didn’t possess. She is a new woman, fierce and proud and wonderful in a million ways.
My siblings (I refuse to think of them as half-siblings - they are more me than any brother or sister I could ever imagine) are thriving, though it has only been a week at best since their father moved out. Every day they become more themselves, more alive, the sparks in their eyes positively dance with an aliveness that you can only imagine.
I could say that I am proud of my family and the way that they have adapted to recent events, but I would be lying. What I feel for them is so much more than that. No word in any language, from any age could do my heart or my head justice in regard to my feelings for them.
