So coming from this exhilarating, if exhausting, time I return to a cold, dark and drafty apartment alone with no prospect of a mate in sight and every possible method of finding a mate in this city exhausted. I tried listing the many ways spanning from volunteering to bars to online to asking friends, but that list was too long for this blog. My persistence has failed as I realize that love is not something that can be scheduled, and for a gay man, I have an added handicap. There are few role models beyond being A. shallow and slutty and very pretty B. funny and rich and nonthreatening. I still could not ask a guy out on the street for fear of violence. I still need to watch my openness in anything career related, only partly because gay men are paid about 20% less than straight men (both higher than women) and Real Estate development is still largely a good ol boys club.
I'm tired and want to find that love I know is real. It's great that I'm most of my friends token gay friend, but that isn't helping me find a partner. I'm sad that for reasons of societal oppression and a generally broken system that I feel I don't have role models for what dating, companionship and marriage is like. Maybe my parents prayers that I stay single forever are making an impact, maybe I have more to grow as a person before I'm ready to date, maybe there are other factors I do not know. Whatever it is, this issue weighs on me, trumping all others. I now see this as a symptom of a broken system, a lack of true community that I cannot even visualize yet.
1 comment:
hi, hope you were just having a bad day when you wrote this post. i'm not going to pretend to know what you are going through. first time reader - thought I was going to read something about real estate. just wanted to say that i think everyone experiences loneliness, even people who have mates.
you are a great writer. if you don't mind, i'm going to poke around your blog for a while.
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