I was asked the other day, by a 10 year old no less, if I was gay. Actually it started out as, 'gay means happy and that you like the same gender, right?' Once I explained that it can mean either then he asked. I didn't know what to say at first.
It's not that I have a problem being asked, but I wasn't prepared to be asked by a child. lol. It made me stop and consider when he first asked. And I don't think it should have. I've always told myself that I would be honest with whoever asked and even more so with kids. I hated when I was a child and asked a question, but was not given the correct answer. Now I know it's not always the right time to tell the whole truth and I'm aware of the sensitivity of this subject. So I didn't answer him.
That's not to say I ignored him, because I think that would have done more damage than anything. I dug a bit deeper. I asked why he needed to know and if it would matter if I was or wasn't. (mind you he's a smart butt most of the time and had just earlier in the day stated that Ellen DeGeneres was a lesbian and that was why she was famous, so I wanted to make sure he was actually serious about this) Of course he had a smart answer about needing to know everything about a person before he lets them in his house. That actually made me mad, but I was cool and collected and responded that his mother knew what she thought was important and let me in her house and thought I was ok enough to watch him and his brothers.
And that was that. But the whole experience made me think. I'm not in the closet or ashamed of who I am, however when asked (which isn't too often) about my sexuality I always panic. Not because I'm afraid of how the person asking the question will respond when I say yes, but that its something that is a need to know item. I sometimes find myself still thinking like a straight person and I always hate myself after the fact. And I mean that as in the way I carry myself or dodge certain questions or even talk in certain situations. I've always been pretty comfortable to be myself so in those instances where I'm not that is when I feel ashamed.
I know this is probably confusing, but it's something that I'm always thinking about because it's right there under the surface. Thankfully most of my family and friends don't care who I sleep with or am attracted too and I thank God for that because I know not all gay people have that. And I don't think it should be a description of me.
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