short version of a long story:
bisexual girl meets bisexual boy, they marry at age 19 and have five happy but stagnant years together. a,b, & c happen and now they're separated.
my last journal entry was about how i dont want to be single with the potential to date everyone. and i almost got involved with a jerk after my husband already... so im gonna try and just concentrate on women. but im terrible at dating anyway. so i really am an aimlessly wandering soul, mentally.
anyway, maybe that gives you some idea of why im here. or at least the issues that will come up from me. feel free to add me if you would like to read the longer versions of the story.