Truth

I knew I would get around to this topic at some point so it makes me sublimely happy that I am getting it out of the way now. It is the topic of gay men, the other individuals that share the same gift I do – fancying men over women. Before this gets going, let it be known that this may seem like hate towards gay men but in fact, it is the expression of my distaste for the less “responsible” ones out there. With that being said there are three types of gay men: Mature, Immature and Whore. I have unfortunately encountered all three so far in my life. I will depict the scenarios of each below to better help you understand what I’m saying.

Mature: I am finally say that at 23 I have found someone that loved me or me and I love them just as equally for who they are as well. I no longer have to worry about being cheated on, embarrassed and worse – left alone. Nevertheless, most people wonder how this happened when just 3 years ago I was all alone and dating loser after loser. Well a wonderful thing happened called karma. After putting up with shit for years I finally for what I deserved – a lasting, adult relationship. I have no complaints about the “Mature” type of man. They may have their flaws but who doesn’t? At least they communicate and share what is going on inside their head.

Immature: 2 years ago, I found myself dating a complete waste of time…we will just call him Doug. My relationship with Doug started out going very well. Before we knew it, we were living together after 4 months and just when all seemed to be heading in the right direction – lies started to surround us. Every word that came out of his mouth was like an insult. I caught him smoking when he told me he was not, drinking when he said he did not want to and eventually sleeping with other people … when he said he only had eyes for me. Thank God, I caught the last one before he had the chance to spread whatever disease he caught to me. My point it is, this guy seemed like an amazing guy but being seen and adolescent got the best of him. The second to best part, I found out he was cheating through the internet. The fucker was so drunk one night he posted pictures of him and the person he has been sleeping with on Facebook. He then tried to deny it. Amazing. The best part of all, however, is that after 2 years it makes me happy to say I no longer associate myself with that person or 98% of the gay community for that matter. It is a fact that the brains all 98% function the same way as Doug’s did. Sad but true.

Whore: Once I briefly dated as guy who was such a whore he could not even keep it in his pants when we went to go dancing. I will not even bore you with his name, as he is definitely not important enough for remembering. But he and I had been seeing one another for about a month before we started to “explore” one another if you catch my drift. (Ok, I was 18 so cut me some slack. You’ve done it, too.) You can imagine my surprise when we decided to go out one night (the one and ONLY time I have been to a gay bar) he started making out with another guy no more than 50 feet away from me. After that I swore off gay bars, clubs and anything with a large gathering of gay men for good.

The point of this is that at 23 I am still shocked with how immature and childish gay guys, even grown ass men act. It’s pathetic and sad. When you’re 45 and wearing an Abercrombie & Fitch muscle tee in a night club filled with guys half your age, it’s time for a life evaluation. Just accept it. But on the flip side, there are a select few who are mature, have great jobs and truly are “catches”. But most, are not. I can say, however, I am blessed to have found one of these catches and that, makes me happy.