Apparently, that's too much to ask for.Īnyway, I feel like it's kind of best to just not explain or bring it up at all, even if it is someone close or relevant to conversation, they're likely not going to like what they're going to hear. I just want to be comfortable with my (lack of) sexuality, just as heterosexual people are with theirs. I don't care if it comes up in conversation and it's relevant rather than randomly asked or brought up (because that'd be weird). I want to feel comfortable with myself in other people's company and they don't necessarily have to know my (lack of) sexuality. I don't necessarily feel like I have to hide and I don't want to feel like I have to. Though, personally, I've accepted that part of myself for a very long time after an even longer time not completely understanding and being educated about it all. It's best to just not give them an answer.Īnd sure, one doesn't owe them anything. Some people just ask questions by which they don't want to hear the answer. Not sure how great this sounds, but I honestly regret saying anything and just keep my mouth shut. And I'm not talking about complete strangers, but family.
It's even more pain when they don't even try to be a better ally. Kind of like people who claim to be "allies" to "all", but. "Here, I'll give you an example.I think it's kind of hard in general explaining it to someone who isn't very educated about anything other than heterosexuality and cisgender. English, Math, Science, and Logic," Jim told Bob.
Jim excitedly went back to the bar, awaited by Bob. "Yeah, that's what logic is," the Dean responded. "Yes, yes I do have a wife and I am heterosexual! Wow, I can't believe you found out all of that just because you knew I had a weed wacker!" Jim exclaimed. And if you have a wife, then logically speaking you're heterosexual." "And if you have a family, then logically speaking you have a wife. "And if you have a house, then logically speaking you have a family." "Well, if you have a lawn, then logically speaking you own a house." "Well, if you own a weed wacker, then logically speaking you own a lawn," the Dean said. You are going to take 4 classes," the Dean says. He is met with the Dean of Administration, who is explaining to Jim what classes he is going to take. Jim turns to Bob, and says, "You know what, I'm going to go to college!" He then leaves the bar and makes his way over to the local college. Two Texas farmers, Jim and Bob are sitting in a bar, enjoying beers. "Oh," said the devil, "then you're going to hate Thursdays." "Perfect," said the devil, "are you gay?" "Actually that sounds great," says the guy And don't worry about the dangers because you're already dead! Yes you're going to LOVE Wednesdays" We start off nice and easy with the finest hash, then move on to coke as a nice pick me up, then we go out and do ecstasy and dance and have a great time then we wind the day down with some top-notch heroin. Probably our most popular day to be honest. "Perfect," said the devil, "then you're going to LOVE Wednesdays, Wednesday is our drug day. "I smoke pot every now and then," said the guy. "That does sound pretty good," said the guy, "but." A very popular day, you're going to LOVE Tuesdays." We wake up, have breakfast with amazing Bloody Marys that takes us to an early lunch where we have pizza and beer then drink beer and whiskey all afternoon until dinner time where we have the best wines, followed by port and cognac. "Perfect," said the devil, "then you're going to LOVE Tuesdays, Tuesday is our drinking day. "Sure," said the guy, "everyone likes a drink every now and then." "That does sound ok," said the guy, "but if it's all the same to you I want to talk to the man upstairs and see." It's really a lot of fun, you're going to LOVE Mondays" In the morning we play blackjack and roulette, at lunch we bet on the horses, in the afternoon we bet on sports games and at night we play cards. "Perfect," said the devil, "then you're going to LOVE Mondays, Monday is our gambling day. "I gamble a little bit," said the guy, "I play poker with my friends every now and then and always have a bet on the big horse races." "Let me give you an example," he said, "what's today? Monday right? Yes, Monday. Unconvinced, the guy prepared to object but the devil cut him off. "Calm down," said the devil, "the rules for going upstairs are a lot stricter than people realize - and besides, like I said before, it's really not that bad here." "How can that be, I'm a good person, this can't be right, it can't be!" "What!?!" said the guy, starting to panic.
"but before you get overly concerned, it's not as bad as you think it is!" "You're in Hell," said the devil, appearing. A guy gets hit by a bus and finds himself in front of iron gates.