"How did you and when did you "choose" or "decide" that being heterosexual was the thing for you?"
This was a question that RIPPA asked me in response to a comment I made on one of the guest appearances on his blog.
The post I commented on was about how an admitted bisexual man (not one of those down-low motherfuckers) would make a woman a "good" man simply because he had his shit together.. I.E. Finances,health, physical appearance, that type of shit.
My comment was something like, Really? Why is this even a topic of discussion? Women are so desperate for a man now-a-days that they will willingly let a man into their lives that can switch between them and their male cousin at the drop of a hat? Really?
Well in response to my comment Rippa asked me the above question; Which I admit got me to thinking....As most of Rippa's posts and the posts of his guests do.
When did I know that I was attracted to women? When did I realize that I was "straight?" Was it a traumatic event in my life, or did I always know?
And the answer is...... I do not know.
I have always been attracted to women, it was never any question. I have always known that being sexually involved with a man was not an option for me. When I was in school I used to get dressed and undressed in a a bathroom stall for PT because I did not want to get undressed in front of another dude. It took my joining the Army to get me over that.
Matter of fact I used to be scared to death of Gay dudes. They terrified me. So being Gay was never in my way of thinking.
So if I always knew that I was attracted to women, then is being Gay a choice or are Gay people born like me....all knowing?
I think that being "bi" is a choice... There is no plausable excuse that a person can give me on how ANYONE can switch between a man and a woman like they would switch their draws....And be comfortable with it.
Not nan excuse.
Being straight Gay...... I can understand how a Gay person always knew who they were, because I always knew. It is society that has a problem accepting that.
But for somebody to suck a dick one day and then eat some pussy the next....well that just seems a lot like choosing to me.
I don't get it. I don't understand how a man can be attracted to another man, but I understand even less how a man or woman can go back and forth like they are crossing the street.
But as far as me knowing exactly when and how I came to be hooked on the punanny?
I could not even begin to tell ya.


















