I’m my late teens and early twenties, I had several occurrences of gay guys hitting on me, to the point where I started to worry that there was something about me. It seems funny to me now, but I really did have a period of wondering if I could be and was just repressing it because of my Catholic upbringing. But ultimately I realized that I just didn’t find guys attractive at all, and even the thought of kissing a guy was kind of a boner killer. So I get what you’re saying, even though on the surface it sounds funny to say you wondered if you could be gay.
Sometime later I ended up with a couple of close gay friends, and I mentioned it to them. They said it was probably because I put out a very non-judgemental vibe and didn’t seem like a homophobe, so it probably didn’t seem risky to hit on me.
whoisearth@lemmy.ca 2 days ago
I will say this in my bluntly antiquated way (47 man).
I kissed my buddy in high school because fuck it it was a dare. Didn’t like it it’s fucking weird. I wear pink. Love pink. I’ve painted my nails, dyed my hair, wore a dress before. I do all that because I know I’m straight. It’s hilarious watching less secure people do juggling exercises in their heads when I know I’m going home and I’m fucking chicks.
My current gf is far more conservative than I am so I’ve toned down a lot but my joke has always been my grandma thought I was gay and asked my cousin once. He told her I’m not because he’s walked in on me so many times having sex with girls lol.
Moral of the story, don’t give a fuck what people think. Do you and if doing you is being gay then be fucking gay. Own it. Trust people like me will have your back if some dickhead pushes back.
I’m with John Waters. We need to bring perverts back into fashion.
Lycist@lemmy.world 2 days ago
Dude, same.
I don’t wear much pink, but I paint my nails, I color my beard non-standard colors (I look great in purple).
Completely straight, never once had an interest in the same gender. I often accompany friends to drag shows and gay bars and I have a blast.
AFallingAnvil@lemmy.ca 2 days ago
If it helps narrow minded people understand just say that pink used to be considered the man’s color and baby blue was actually for girls before WW2. It’s fun to watch them realize colors have no gender.
Valmond@lemmy.world 2 days ago
I was with you to the last line, but who’s John Waters?
vulture_god@lemmy.dbzer0.com 2 days ago
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Waters
Legendary artist / filmmaker. His movies are not for everyone and can be tough watches at points but also hilarious and with some great characters.
roguetrick@lemmy.world 2 days ago
Him, Luigi, and the Wire are the gifts Baltimore has bestowed on the states.
uxia@midwest.social 2 days ago
He’s a gay writer/filmmaker… has produced some real trashy stuff lol.
grrgyle@slrpnk.net 2 days ago
Delightfully trashy
ivanafterall@lemmy.world 1 day ago
This sort of thinking is what made me realize that early gay figures (e.g. think the extremes of San Francisco and the like) were straight-up punk rock. “You don’t like us and want to harm us? Check it out, I’m walking my partner on a leash and we’re not wearing pants. Go fuck yourself.” That perspective really morphed my view into a real respect.
olafurp@lemmy.world 2 days ago
Yeah, it’s usually just a compliment. Some things that implied I was gay were having gay friends, smiling, being friendly and not always having sex-seeking behavior with girls. Probably also that I don’t have traditionally male hobbies like football and I’m also a good listener. Then there’s the fact that I grew up in an all female household and I’m up for listening to matters of the heart.
Rest I’m pretty much a stereotype guy, I go to the gym, mediocre hygiene and dress like I have no sense of style. I’ve had some girls even say “I first thought you were gay but in reality you’re really straight”. Probably my love of having sex with girls gave it away finally.
shalafi@lemmy.world 2 days ago
I’m 54, thin and wear women’s clothes all the time. My wife balked at me getting a couple of white linen blouses at the thrift, then she saw me in one at the beach. Hubba hubba.