Hey Guys,
I've never really posted but I really feel the need to vent right now. I'm about to start my senior year of college and I've become extremely frustrated with my total alienation from the gay part of myself--I realize that that's a pretty awkward way to phrase it, but I think that sums it up best.
I'm the first to admit that this alienation is entirely my fault. I have a great group of friends at school and at home, but they're all straight. Yes, they all know I'm gay and they're all cool and supportive, but there's a kind of disconnect there. Especially with my guy friends, sports and sex will always get in the way of us totally 'clicking.' I don't go out of my way at all to make gay friends because I wouldn't even know where to start. I'm not into the scene, and while I have a few gay acquaintances, I honestly don't really like them enough to reach out in a vulnerable, emotional way. Also, I feel very safe within my circle of friends. I was pretty dorky and effeminate as a kid and I think my friendships are like a direct compensation for that on my part.
I have a bi fuckbuddy at home and that's enough to tide me over from time to time. I really would like a boyfriend though. And while I think I'm reasonably attractive, I seriously have zero self-confidence when it comes to guys. The two times that I've hooked up with guys at college, I've needed to be totally shitfaced to make a move. I still have a huge crush on a guy that I had a one night stand with sophomore year--after it happened, I wanted so badly to write him an email to try to reconnect but of course I pussied out and we've spent the past two years avoiding eye contact whenever we see each other. I'd actually really like to write him an email now, at least by way of apology, but I feel like after a year and a half that would be creepy and sort of inappropriate--I also think I'd risk humiliation, on the chance that he'd tell his friends (cute gay guys) all about it.
So, I don't know that I'm looking for a solution, but I really wanted to write it all down and just throw it out there. I already regret the past three (maybe the past seven?) years and I doubt anything will change that. But this frustration is really starting to get in the way of me enjoying my life at all.
Thanks, sorry this was so long!
I've never really posted but I really feel the need to vent right now. I'm about to start my senior year of college and I've become extremely frustrated with my total alienation from the gay part of myself--I realize that that's a pretty awkward way to phrase it, but I think that sums it up best.
I'm the first to admit that this alienation is entirely my fault. I have a great group of friends at school and at home, but they're all straight. Yes, they all know I'm gay and they're all cool and supportive, but there's a kind of disconnect there. Especially with my guy friends, sports and sex will always get in the way of us totally 'clicking.' I don't go out of my way at all to make gay friends because I wouldn't even know where to start. I'm not into the scene, and while I have a few gay acquaintances, I honestly don't really like them enough to reach out in a vulnerable, emotional way. Also, I feel very safe within my circle of friends. I was pretty dorky and effeminate as a kid and I think my friendships are like a direct compensation for that on my part.
I have a bi fuckbuddy at home and that's enough to tide me over from time to time. I really would like a boyfriend though. And while I think I'm reasonably attractive, I seriously have zero self-confidence when it comes to guys. The two times that I've hooked up with guys at college, I've needed to be totally shitfaced to make a move. I still have a huge crush on a guy that I had a one night stand with sophomore year--after it happened, I wanted so badly to write him an email to try to reconnect but of course I pussied out and we've spent the past two years avoiding eye contact whenever we see each other. I'd actually really like to write him an email now, at least by way of apology, but I feel like after a year and a half that would be creepy and sort of inappropriate--I also think I'd risk humiliation, on the chance that he'd tell his friends (cute gay guys) all about it.
So, I don't know that I'm looking for a solution, but I really wanted to write it all down and just throw it out there. I already regret the past three (maybe the past seven?) years and I doubt anything will change that. But this frustration is really starting to get in the way of me enjoying my life at all.
Thanks, sorry this was so long!
















