When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.
I wouldn’t necessarily mind people not knowing I’m gay, but I don’t like being thought of as straight — in the same way that I don’t mind people not knowing I’m a writer, but it would be awkward if they assumed I was an extreme skateboarder, because that’s so far removed from the reality of my life. But there is no blank slate where orientation is concerned; we are straight until proven otherwise. And if you’ve never seen how dramatically a conversation can be derailed by a casual admission of homosexuality, let me tell you, it gets awkward.
OKAY, I’M REALLY PISSED OFF
DID YOU ALL KNOW THAT GIRLS BODIES ARE SUPPOSED TO STORE MORE FAT THE BOYS BODIES?
AND YET, IT’S MORE ACCEPTABLE FOR A BOY TO ‘BE BIG’ THEN IT IS FOR A GIRL TO ‘BE FAT’
WE ARE STIGMATIZED FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY BIOLOGICAL