First of all, I’m not a guy.
Secondly, you’ve implied that being gay is a problem in the same way that being a pedophile is. No.
I’m the bad guy for saying this?
Being gay isn’t a serious mental health issue in the way that pedophilia is. Being gay is being different; with nothing inherently bad or damaging to others. Being a pedophile is also different, but bad in every single way and they need serious help.
Also, how am I on a moral high horse if my moral is ‘kids shouldn’t be found attractive’!?
It’s the same from the sense that both start with a person struggling against an identity. Read my other post for a full backdrop. I understand you don’t know me. I understand you don’t know my background or what I’ve been through. And so I’ll accept the same towards you. I’ll try to read you as making this about “them” and “us” in some different way that doesn’t make me flinch. I’m sorry if I get testy about that? But I guess we’ve spent so long trying to understand each other in our group I’m still a bit surprised with the judging that goes on outside our fence. The gut reaction that this guy is somehow a completely different type of person just because his pull is in a slightly different direction from mine.
Because the way you’re reacting is exactly how people used to treat me. It’s the same way. And while I’m glad you’re accepting of a bigger group than others I’ve found? All I’m asking is not to judge those you haven’t maybe met. I mean a guy who’s got a leaning towards kids is a bit of a mystery from our view for sure. But it does make sense when you talk to him. He explains why he feels the way he does. He explains what it’s like knowing you can never have what you want the most. He explains the pain of self-hatred that comes with knowing what you want is no good for those you’re after. It’s his honesty that wins him points here. And it’s that honesty that lets me see myself in him sometimes. Because I grew up feeling the exact same way. I was taught that self-hatred too. I was taught that need to forget about what I really wanted and to try to repaint my walls from the outside. So I totally understand him.
The fact that I get to have my cake if I want it because society’s a different place now? Well that’s great for me I guess? But it still leaves him locked in a place where I once was. And I guess being Side B only helps me understand.
Am I making this any clearer or am I just adding a pile of words on top of something I could probably say in a simpler and easier way if I wasn’t so caught close to it like I am?
Peace.