It can be a life-changing moment; when your best friend of 12 years comes out to you as bisexual. This is a friend you've had sleepovers with since you were a child, cuddling together in the same blanket before adulthood made cuddling gross. A friend who insisted on eating maggi from a single plate; and whose pathetic attempts at cooking food left you eating tasteless, lumpy and uncooked biryani. A friend you've shared every little secret with. A friend you even shared crushes with! (We were big on sharing back then). A friend who you almost lost contact with a couple of times after school, but who clawed her way back into your life like a resilient little cat.

So the moment that this friend tells you that she's 'officially' attracted to both men and women can be life-changing.

But it wasn't. And my response of "Weren't you already bisexual?" was perhaps surprising, and a little anticlimactic. "Yes, but its official now!" she had answered, rolling her eyes. But after hearing stories of her dalliances with both genders for almost a year, and cringing at the detailed descriptions (there is no such thing as too much information, she keeps telling me), this news was not news.

It's been almost two years now since my best friend first embraced the 'bi' label. Fortunately, she's surrounded by people who sooner or later were accepting of all her labels; whether the bisexual one, or the poly amorous one. Of course she comes across people who're incredulous, or who say or write hurtful things under the guise of 'trying to understand' and 'creative freedom'. But Sammy has always been a tough one, and I sometimes find myself getting more offended by people's insensitivity than her (for good reasons, I assure you).

"What was it like?" she asked me the other day, "When I told you I was bi? You didn't exactly respond."

"Didn't I?!" I paused for moment."It didn't change anything"

She gave me a relieved little smile."Good. Because your response matters."

So we joke about being in a relationship, because after 14 years, it sure feels like one. We're big on sharing again; clothes, make up, even food. (She offered to share her boyfriend as well, but I had to draw the line somewhere!) We make plans to live together, travel together, sing together, write together. We're inseparable, which can sometimes irk people, but we love annoying people, so it works in our favor.(Some may say that's unhealthy, but what do they know?)

Maybe this is not what I expected when I started talking to the new girl in my school. But this is much better! We're not conventional, and we don't ever intend to be.

So this is a shout out to everyone who has that loved one who's different from you, and makes life choices that you might never completely understand. Support them through every decision they make. Because those decisions are hard. And your response matters.

PS: For those of you who're not exactly sure about what bisexuality is, or need a coming-out anthem, here's a video you must watch at all costs.