I am smart, funny, kind, attractive – some might say irresistible. But somehow I mostly seem to attract and be attracted to gay men. And the occasional straight woman.
I
look back and analyze my dating history with alarm and concern. Yes, almost all
the guys I have dated have prominently gay qualities. And I mean this in the
very best way. They are all qualities I desire in a mate: sensitive, artistic,
effeminate, faggy gestures (which I especially love), neat as a pin, fabulous
dancers, love kitty cats, they cook and garden. They often have close female
friends and are all-around wonderful people. I will most affectionately call
them gaybusters.
So
some gaybusters did actually “turn out” gay. Turns out to be a relief. It
wasn’t me they were rejecting – it was the entire female sex! I am not
undesirable, or so flawed after all.
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| I ordered rare, not well done |
But
then the other gaybusters turned out to go on and marry other people – women –
they didn’t marry me! That part is perplexing. These boys were pegged as gay
by all onlookers to our dating relationship – family, friends, even innocent
bystanders all confirmed the gay brand. Then, after dating me, they go on to find and marry the woman of their dreams, which, apparently, I wasn’t.
I must have been their practice round.
Maybe
I’m attracted to these types because they are like a girlfriend, but
better benefits. Girlfriends end up getting competitive, or bitchy. Gaybusters
are stereotypically sweet…except when they marry someone else!
