I talked the other day about gay pride. As you’ll recall, God helped me figure out that it wasn’t about being proud of something that is just part of who I am, but rather it was about being proud of having made it through all of society’s anti-gay programming without losing myself.
Well, there’s one other issue I’ve always had with gay pride, and this one is mine alone. Well, probably not mine alone but certainly not something intrinsic to being gay. The thing is, I’m not especially good at it, at being gay. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about the mechanics of sex. When it comes to pleasing receptive guys, I know pretty well what to push and what to pull and where to stick my tongue and all that sort of stuff, but when it comes to finding receptive guys… I’m pretty inept.
And I can’t flame, or snap, to save my life.
I do okay at being a bear, although I feel a little guilty about a certain lack of body hair…
So what words of wisdom did I get from God about this? What did he say to help me feel better about myself or to get me to change my outlook or my actions?
He just told me that I knew how to change if I wanted to; that I am who I want to be or I’d do something about it.
I’m not sure that’s completely true, but then, who am I to argue with God?