2008
Completely Hypothetical
So here’s the issue. I have never questioned my sexuality. I have been aware of my attraction and love for women for as long as I can remember, which so happens to be age 5. So what happens when after 30 years you find yourself attracted to a man.
I realize the above paragraph is a lot to swallow. I don’t feel that I have to defend myself, but I can’t help but find the entire situation rather interesting. I AM a lesbian. Like I mentioned above, there have never been any doubts, blurps on a radar, or a penchant to sway to the straight side of the world. I am comfortablewith my sexuality, but have always said that I would never let someone’s private parts get in the way of love. And at this point I use the term love super loosely.
I’ve known straight women who have a one night stand with another woman and it’s no big deal. I’ve known woman who identified as straight for years and then ended up coming to terms with their homosexuality in their 40′s. This seems to be the norm, or at least more common than the route I am taking.
Honestly I think it’s just a weird sort of attraction and nothing more. I could elaborate more, but there honestly isn’t much more than this odd feeling I have. I would call them butterflies, but that is just SO odd to me. I have to admit this is one of the oddest feelings I’ve ever felt in my life.
I finally understand a bit better those that questioned their sexuality in their youth or during adulthood. I had a hard time understanding those feelings until now. Although I’m not ready to put on a white dress and fly to Vegas to get legally straight married I have learned a bit about myself and the human condition through this revelation. Things in life, and especially in love, are far from black and white. It’s sad that I was a little bit afraid to post this because of the fear of how other lesbians would take it. In truth it’s really about self discovery. All the while I still hold true to the belief that if I fall in love with a man I won’t run from it just because I have always called myself a lesbian.
This is one of my stories. I can’t help but wonder if anyone else has experienced this. I would love to hear your story.
Still a Gold Star Dyke!
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Lesbian,straight,bi,etc – well the labels don’t matter when it comes to love. I thought I was straigt till late twenties, identify as lesbian but still am attracted to the odd man. Go figure! Love is a connection of kindred spirits – genitalia don’t matter. Being a decent, happy human counts for much more.