I was never one of those gay little girls who played football and wore dungarees. Forever femme even as a kid, I dressed in flowery frocks. I was humiliatingly horrific at P.E. and I bloody loved my Barbie dolls. To the
Editor’s letter
How Making Bi Best Friends Finally Set Me Free
You know those children that get to sit at the grownups’ table as a special treat? That’s often what being bisexual during discussions about queer issues can look like. When we’re not being ignored, we’re often patronised. We’re not straight enough f
