Before I get started: NO, I am not asking everyone to be gay. Not all of you would want to try, and that’s totally fine! But, I am asking for society to view sexuality in a fluid state, where it’s completely normal to swing along the spectrum. Where straight people could go gay without being categorized, and gay people could go straight without social turmoil.
I am reminded of a time at a gay youth group I attended, where one of the social workers made a comment of how weird it would be if one of us decided to go straight. As if it was the most shocking thing in the world. We all (including me) naively agreed to this, not realising the implications of what we were doing. Essentially we were boxing ourselves in, not allowing ourselves the freedom to explore. …
Faggot! There… I said it! But is it really that shocking anymore? For me, it’s just another term of endearment. “Hey fag,” I say to my friends, grinning because we both know that it doesn’t really hurt anymore.
Once upon a time, the word did affect me. At school, in the playground, the bullies would mutter it under their breath, giggling. …
Soak a face towel in reasonably hot water and throw it over my face.
Play camp tunes in the lounge room and dance to them as if I’m doing a drag show.
Cut off the ‘lid’ to a meat pie and eat the meat inside before devouring the edible ‘bowl’.
Browse Facebook endlessly after a long day of work, just to deflate my bustling energy.
Play my favourite games and movies again, because I know that it has a good ending and I can live with that.
Ask myself questions and then answer them earnestly.
Subtly mouth songs I’m listening to while I’m out walking. And sometimes I dance with my hand alongside me. …