Boy can I relate...

...only difference is, people rarely ask me if I'm gay they just assume that I am! Then, when I make some comment about women it starts some great debate. Seems like I've been dealing with this since I was in high school, perhaps it's the way I talk or dress, I don't know.

When I was younger it used to bother me. Those teen years can be a bitch! I realized that the more visibly bothered I was, the more I got picked on because when you're young... that's what happens, everyone is insecure and tries their damnest to distract attention from themselves. I think it's obvious that this is human nature and many don't ever grow out of the behavior.

At some point I just embraced the way I am and realized all that matters is that I know who I am and the rest of the world be damned if they don't like me.

I can't help but have fun with it now. I see that the more persistent someone is, the more their words are just a reflection of poor character or intelligence. It doesn't even come close to bothering me anymore although people never cease to amaze me with the comments they make and conversations that follow.

When I was in San Diego in a suite hanging out with some people I knew and one or two I didn't this one girl insisted that I must be gay and wouldn't drop it... oh well, the rest of us got a good laugh watching her fumble over the whole thing.

Cheers,

Brad