My friends often turn to me for a verdict when a questionably gay man walks by. I've also learned the words to all major musicals. When I think of my experiences, I must be one of the luckiest girls alive. My life as a lover of gay men is filled with bittersweet moments of love and loss. I have learned to stifle seemingly natural attractions.
Rainbows flash like neon warning signs.
Going through coming-out experiences with friends is not always easy. Sometimes the men wish that conversion would work even more than I do. Many people think I have a boyfriend because I'm always seen with guys. It's depressing when all my male friends have more boyfriends than I do. In spite of everything, I'm lucky enough to have four best friends.