To be a straight person and discover you're infertile is almost like discovering you're not a straight person.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Discovering I'm gay just sort of happened much later in life.
Just like my straight friends, I am repeatedly asked when I plan to have kids, and have been told many times, by various branches of my bloodline, that 'even lesbians can have babies these days.'
It's an interesting thing about being a 'fem.' People automatically assume that I'm straight.
A lot of straight people think I'm nuts.
One of the most important aspects of what makes us who we are is neither straight genes or straight environment but actually what happens to us during development.
I've said it before - and I'll say it again: it always seems to me that we come to know our same-sex parents through the bodily and the involuntary; through a kind of fossicking of our own physical strata. As we come to resemble our fathers, so we re-encounter the individual who reared us.
I can't help the way you was born if you was gay.
What's it like to figure out you're gay and then begin the process of coming out? Well, for most of my life, I felt doomed. I could imagine no path that would allow me to realize my authentic self. I felt the need to lie, even to myself, insisting: I am straight.
I have been very clear to everybody that just because I'm getting married does not mean I call myself a straight.
I always knew I was gay. I always knew that somehow it would work out.
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