Back to this thread that I meant to return to earlier.
My first answer was flippant, I realise but it was also the truth.
When I was with men as a teen/young adult I never didnt sleep with women too.
At the time, it was seen (by me and others) as a kinky, fun thing about me, I moved in alternative circles (rock 'moshers') sort of thing shows age
but as I matured and relationships should've become more serious they never did, because I still wanted women and I could never see myself settled with a man-but I thought there was just something quite wrong with me.
It never occurred to me that I was gay until I fell in love with a woman whom I'd been sleeping with, while having a boyfriend. He knew about her, all was fine in that respect but I was literally walking down the street one day, aged 26/7 and I thought 'Ah, fuck. No, I can't be! Not me?! I can't be. I'm 'normal'!! Noooooo....'
Of course the 'I'm normal' thing is the full story. It wasn't ever acceptable int he circles I'd grown up in, it was 'weird' and 'odd' and something to joke about-it wasn't even talked about a lot but the subliminal messages were there, and they did their job.
Being a 'late bloomer' can be dangerous. You are like a teenager again, with all the naivety and vulnerability to relationships that you had back then-but in an adult body without protection from others.
I think about sleeping with men now and the thought makes me sick. I am so much more myself, so much more awake-my personality developed in a very rapid way once I realised-things I'd hidden were at the surface.
I'm in my forties now and still sometimes think 'what he hell happened'!