Each time I tell someone I’m “bi,” there’s an inherent fear of being invalidated and then not being able to substantiate myself. When I am drawn to someone’s looks or personality, I don’t see a man or a woman. I just see an attractive person. People ask me all the time if deep down I have more of a preference for one or the other, and honestly, I don’t. When it comes to loving somebody, gender is nothing but a social and physical constraint.