Okay...I'm a 50 year old guy. Some twinks out there hear this and immediately would describe me as an "old troll".
Honestly I understand that.
After all, I'm not a gym bunny....I don't have a bubble butt......I don't have porn star looks....
But, in all honesty, I seem to be able to hold my own. There have been many handsome men who have floated through my life.....and my bed.
However, there is a certain caliber of flaky gay guy out there that I have never been quite able to understand.
Let me explain.
I enjoy people. I love to get to know people and learn from them. I also enjoy seeing the world through their eyes...and I strive to be a friend. This is because I know how difficult it is for some people to reach out....because I was there.
I have made a number of friends online....and they talk about the importance of friendship. But what amuses me most is that if there is no kind of attraction...some of them prefer the term chemistry....then there will be no friendship. NONE. NADA.
I have said to some guys, "Oh, I get it. You only have friends that you want to sleep with!"
They become indignant, but it's true.
Why is it so in the gay world?
I just don't know.
Recently I made what I thought was a good potential friendship with a well known personality in some circles. Sadly, when it became evident several years ago that he was in fact gay and he lost his family, he also lost his livelihood....and friends.
Through a various chain of events, he came into my sphere...and I began a correspondence with him. He bared his heart to me. (Since I was not a fan of his....and had been unfamiliar with him in his heydey....I made it clear that I was not starstruck....and that I wanted nothing from him....other than friendship.)
So, as a sign of trust and friendship....and because I knew what he looked like, I thought it would a nice touch to send a picture of me with my kids. This way it would make me seem more real....more human....and he could know that I was a genuine friend.
Boy, was I surprised.
The picture must have scared him to death because I've not heard from him since I sent the picture.
I guess I'm just another victim of..."I can't be friends with anyone I wouldn't want to have sex with!"
Another potential good friendship......down the tubes!
3 comments:
Oh, that's just weird.
Can I be your friend?
Sometimes I think we're weird because of the damage that being gay in a straight world inflicts on us... and other times I think that it's because we're (as a subculture) so obsessed with sex and competition.
It's funny; I've been in contact with 'gay culture' all my life, but it wasn't really until I started swimming in it that I realized how different it is from the inside looking out.
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