//Being Gay Does Not Make Me A Girl

or your new best friend.

And I’m tired of people assuming it does. Stop trying to box me (and yourselves) in. My mother left when I was really little and my father raised my sister and I so I’ve never really had a strong female influence in my life. I am not “fem”. I can kick the ass of anyone I need to and I have done so. I have sheetrocked and painted entire rooms with my father and woodstained the outside of my house. By myself. I am not afraid to get dirty or go hiking. I love kayaking. I am not squeamish. I am not afraid of the dark, animals, blood or anything physical. I like to ride horses and four wheelers and I’ve never had the opportunity to ride a dirt bike but I’d love to try. The same goes for motorcycles. I do sometimes watch sports, usually soccer, but sometimes football. So suck my dick.  I am not nor will I ever be your definition of a “pansy” or a “fairy” even though I also don’t consider myself especially masculine. I am me and that’s all I’ll ever be.

I’m not your stereotype and I’m sick of people assuming that just because I like men I must have an unabiding love and extensive knowledge of musical theater, old movies, a vast repertoire of designer’s names and even more clothes from those designers, when in fact, I have none of those qualities.

So stop attributing them to me based solely on the fact of my sexual orientation.

In other words: fuck off.