I'm bi, but I've got a healthy dose of "who gives a fuck" so whereas I've had a bit of pressure from society, it hasn't done any damage. I'm aware of it, but like I said, "who gives a fuck". Lucked out on parents too - the worst I got was a smartarse "I told you she was the son I never had!" when my dad accidently walked in on me and a girlfriend.

The problem is there's a world of difference between knowing how to spot the social situations where it's a good idea to keep it low (no matter how much it chafes) and the wringer I'm putting Stephen through.

“Don't you understand? I'm *wrong*, Jon. I'm wrong inside! I'm not supposed to think like this, I'm not supposed to feel like this, there's something inside me that's broken and I can't fix it!"