I used to make fun of people who spent long hours mourning the end of a "silly" (my word, not theirs) relationship. After spending most of my high school career telling my friends how little boys/girls mattered in the grand scheme of things, I now find myself tasting faux suede as I deep throat my size 10 Adidas.
It's been nearly a year since my ex and I ended our relationship and only recently have I been able to move on. It took months and months of crying, pleading, and poor decision making for me to finally realize that I am, like everybody had been telling me from the start, better off. It took much longer than I thought it would, but I can safely say that I am finally over it. That is until one of those sneaky emotional triggers catches you by surprise. It can be as simple as catching the tail end of a TV show that you used to watch together or finding, like I did today, an article of his clothing that still smells like him. It sucks big time.
Needless to say, I've been thinking a lot about relationships lately, prompting, the following:
Although it's slowly been dying, it is no wonder that the age-old stererotype of homosexual promiscuity continues to thrive. It's no secret...a lot of queers are bad at maintaining long-term relationships. But, so are a lot of straight people. Furthermore, the reason that some gays struggle with monogomy isn't because they're whores. It's because, in many cases, homosexuals are forced to be late bloomers. Heterosexuals start dating comparatively young. They make all of the traditional mistakes and bad choices early on and eventually, save a few, stop fucking up. Homos don't have the same luxery. They have to wait until they are ready (read in a position in which they are emotionally brave/safe enough) to come out and begin dating before they can learn the hard way like their straight peers did years before. That's why some gay people go through many partners and settle down later in life if at all, not necessarily because they are promiscuous.
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