I am not straight, I like men and men’s bodies a lot, and yes I do tend to write more romantic googoo love poetry to men and their bodies, partially because there’s less of it out there, and partially because I’m in love with one particular man and partially because whenever I show anything I write about fucking or loving women or people they can perceive as women, straight men masturbate to it, and I really, really, really hate that because it makes my sexuality and emotions feel really trivial (straight dudes have a harder time fapping when I’m waxing poetic over doodz). Because every relationship I’ve ever had with a woman has been fetishized by the outside world, has been made into something for other people’s gratification and not ours.
Let me be very clear, the relationships I’ve had with women and non-binary folks, were not me “experimenting” or “finding myself” so that eventually I’d learn that “Yes, deep down really and truly what I really really want is to be with just men, because they’re the only one’s who really do it for me!”
I LOVE fucking people of all sorts of genders (provided they’re femme). I also LOVE being monogamous, and I’m very happy with my sex life with my husband because at the end of the day I want one person and don’t miss fucking people of other genders when I’m with that one person.
So, don’t call me straight. Don’t invalidate the relationships I’ve had with women, society does enough of that without you joining in. Don’t invalidate the heartbreak I’ve felt over women, and every time I’ve fucked or made love with a woman (or women, to be frank).
Stuff before my marriage mattered, my relationships and crushes and one night stands aren’t childish undeveloped shit from before I realized who I really was (okay in some ways some of them were, but not because of anybody’s gender).
And another thing, suggesting my attraction to men makes me straight invalidates my gender on top of everything I’ve just said, so fuck off no.