An entry from Toby's very funny vividblurry blog (unfortunately, no longer online):
(quote, bolded highlights are mine):
I chatted with Geek Slut* last night over AIM, and he LOL-ed heartily when I told him my boyfriend and I are engaged in a three-month (and counting) monogamous relationship. According to Mr. Slut, I'll be reconsidering this whole monogamy thing within a year. He said that if I'm uncomfortable with the idea of my boyfriend fucking other boys, then our relationship is based entirely on sex and, subsequently, is doomed.This, from a man who considers a serious relationship one in which he's been fucking the same guy for two weeks in a row.Let's get this straight: I don't appreciate being told that the best I can hope for in life is a string of meaningless sexual encounters. I respect anyone's choice to have an open relationship with his boyfriend or no relationship at all, so please respect mine. It's not my fault I was born into a generation that thinks being gay is OK, that doesn't try to mask sexuality with sex, that isn't afraid to find love.If you think this entry is a knee-jerk rant derivative of my repressed fear of sexual wanting, then think about why you're so opposed to the so-called "hetero" lifestyle I hope to live. Perhaps we're both afraid, just of different things.
God, I wish I had been that self-aware (and that funny!) when I was 21. I was so immersed in my studies, so serious, so self-deluded. God if I could do it over again, I'd do it so differently. But what I've been through has shaped who I am now, and (minor quirks aside) I like who I am now.
(WARNING: I'm not providing a link to Geek Slut's blog; if you're interested you can find it yourself. But if a frank discussion of gay/bi sex and recreational drugs offends you, don't bother looking for it.)
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