All the Best Ones Are Straight

Over the years, I found myself meeting guys who I click with and 95% of the time, they’re straight (the other 5% were already in relationships). From my first real crush at 28, to the guys I was once attracted to but now consider my buddies, these guys are not attainable in one way or another. As a result of this, I’ve developed a coping mechanism… I make a point of not thinking of these guys in that way so I don’t become attached and then eventually, I lose interest. It’s worked out pretty well for me – that is, until last week.

For the past 4 years, I’ve bemoaned the fact that I haven’t met anyone at the gym that I would consider a friend and the few that I talk with are barely friendly acquaintances. Nico is this masculine, attractive guy who just started working out at my gym. Physically, he’s totally my type – Dark hair, kind eyes, around my height (a bit taller), not overly muscular but in good shape, and most importantly, masculine. I wouldn’t have thought much of it except for the fact that he’s got this energy about him. I’ve encountered it before a few times. It’s an energy that puts you at complete ease when you talk to this total stranger and you feel like you’ve known him for much longer. There was no awkwardness, no smalltalk, no shyness. I knew I liked him from the moment we started talking and he seems genuinely interested in getting to know me.

Unfortunately for me, he’s married.

It isn’t often I meet someone like Nico and I don’t want to not befriend him because he’s straight and married. However, for the first time in a long time, it seems my self-preservation defences haven’t kicked in and I find myself worried that I’m about to knowingly allow myself to start falling for a straight guy.

 

My Biggest Pet Peeve

Just because I’m gay doesn’t make me a sissy. I don’t have any inclination to dress in drag, not even for halloween. I’m not one of the girls. I don’t refer to my male friends as girlfriends. I don’t obsess about how I look while in public. I prefer a firm handshake to a kiss on the lips except with that special guy. I don’t only socialize with other gay men. I don’t talk with a lisp. And I don’t sleep around.

Similarly, just because I’m Asian doesn’t mean I’m a little, submissive twinkie who is less masculine. I’m not smarter because I’m Asian. I don’t have squinty eyes. And the only accent I have is a Canadian one.

What I’m saying is, I hate being stereotyped. It is by far, my biggest pet peeve and it is something I find very offensive. Yes, there are things that I enjoy that can be classified as being part of the gay stereotype. I used to compete gymnastics but I’m also a hockey fan (and for the record, most of the other guys I knew in gymnastics were straight). I like to bake and cook but also like to build things. I actually enjoy a good “chick flick” and it was embarrassing being on a plane, watching The Notebook for the first time (I shouldn’t be allowed to watch such movies in public). However, I love my action, horror and sci-fi movies as well.

I’m not really sure what my point is except that I am who I am. An unique individual who is not a cliché. Please don’t treat me like one.

 

How Long is my Gaydar’s Warranty Period?

Tonight at the gym, there was this guy I’d seen before. Handsome, very masculine, and in good shape. Not a pretty boy by any means but someone who exudes masculinity. I’ve noticed him before but he’s not someone I see often. Tonight, I found myself frequentyl gazing in his direction. I’m not sure but I think he noticed as I caught his gaze a few times as well. Then what always happens happened. I started over-thinking the situation. Every time he noticed I was looking his way, I’d look away for fear of offending a straight guy. Then I started feeling silly about it and stopped looking away but I couldn’t get up the nerve to talk to him. Then I started feeling like a weird stalker so I went on with my workout as if he wasn’t there at all.

What keeps holding me back from going up and saying hi to a guy like this is the fact that I’ve never had any success with it. Translation: They always turn out to be straight. This little fact has gotten me feeling very insecure about the people I’m attracted to.

So, how does one go about finding out if a masculine guy is gay? I know for me, I’ve had enough people, gay and straight, tell me they thought I was straight. The gay ones have admitted to keeping their distance because of incorrect assumption. Knowing that, I don’t want to continue missing opportunities of meeting cool men. I want to be confident enough to just show a guy I’m interested but I fear my track record has really screwed me up.

How would you go about talking with a guy you’re interested in when you’re not sure is gay? Tell me what to do and I’ll do it.

 

The Rules of Attraction

I’ve been in a state these past few days. A state of self contemplation, wondering what it is that I’m doing or not doing when it comes to meeting other gay men.

For example, I’ve been working out at the same gym for the past 4 years. It’s located in downtown Vancouver and is attended by a lot of gay men. One thing I’ve noticed though is when I used to work out in the suburbs, I felt like I was a part of the gym’s community. I always knew someone at the gym and it felt friendly. This has not been the case at my new gym. Despite being predominantly gay, I’ve never felt so isolated. People don’t talk to me and I don’t feel l belong.

I don’t go to the gym to meet guys and actually think it’s such a cliche to chat up someone at the gym. However, it would be nice to see people there who I could consider friends, people I can rely on for a spot or possibly even work out with occasionally. However, after 4 years, I can count on one hand the number of people I feel comfortable talking to.

So, this has me thinking. Am I sending off some sort of vibe that says “leave me alone”, some sort of straight vibe, or am I simply not attractive to gay men? I mean, I think I’m a good looking man and have gotten a lot of attention from women. But gay men are different beasts with different motivations. Do I need to “nelly it up” for other gay men to feel comfortable around me? I hope not. I’m not sure how successful I would be.

On the flip side, I’ve been called on something lately, something I find unusual. Recently, I was disappointed by someone I met online. It turned out he faked everything about himself except his beliefs and general life characteristics. It was a random meeting on a discussion forum as opposed to a dating site. He got my attention because he seemed to have very similar moral values regarding dating and monogamy. We started an exchange and when he included a photo of himself, I was hooked. After a very friendly online chat that lasted almost 3 hours, he cut of all contact with me. Later, I learned he was using someone else’s photos and that he had lied about who he was.

I told my story on the discussion forum where we met and someone posted a response that seemed to suggest it was my fault for pursuing a friendship partially due to a physical attraction. Hmmm. Isn’t that normally how it’s done? Don’t we all develop an interest in someone partially due to physical attraction?

This past weekend, I met some new people through friends at dinner. After dinner, some of us went to a sports bar for some drinks. While we were there, one of my friends started receiving text message on his phone from one of the guys who had chosen not to join us for after-dinner drinks. It seems he was interested in me and was trying to get more info. He was a nice enough guy but not someone I normally notice. Well, my friends kept talking like it was a done deal and that he and I should go on a date. I almost felt like I was obligated to do so and then I felt like an asshole for not being more interested. I mean, good looks isn’t all that counts. It’s not even mostly what counts. Without substance behind a pretty face, interactions become pretty dull fast. And we’ve all experienced situations where people become more and more attractive as we get to know them. But when you don’t know someone and the physical is all we have to go on, isn’t it normal to place a higher priority on the physical? It’s not like I wouldn’t go out with this guy just because I’m not that into him physically. However, should I feel guilty about not being super excited about it? Am I being too picky? Do I sound like a complete jackass?

I really want to break down the walls I may be unconsciously putting up and to become a better gay man. Because I feel like I’m doing something wrong with regards to my lack of success meeting gay men, I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter.

 

The Elusive Masculine Gay Man

Okay, what’s a masculine gay man to do. I have to admit, for the most part, I don’t relate to most gay men. More accurately, I don’t feel like I relate to the stereotype of what gay men are like. I don’t pluck my eyebrows. I don’t dress up to take my dog out for her morning potty break. I’m not flamboyant.  I don’t refer to my male friends using feminine terms. And most of all, I don’t sleep around. What bothers me is that these stereotypes seem to commonly fit the identifiably gay man. And seeing that I have defective gaydar, meeting other gay men who are like myself has been difficult to say the least.

Honestly, part of my problem is that I lack experience, having hidden myself away for so many years; but seriously, how does a masculine gay man meet other masculine gay men to date? I know I want to. I know I’m ready. Problem is, it simply isn’t happening for me and hasn’t for years. Occasionally, I meet someone I like but he either doesn’t follow through, thus indicating he’s just not that interested, or he’s taken.

Actually, I have to make a minor correction. Most often, guys I’m interested in turn out to be straight. Obviously, this is a problem. It’s not like I purposely target straight guys because I don’t. It’s just that if I’m interested, he’s probably straight. Like I said, busted gaydar.

So, what are the signals that I’m not reading? How do you know if a masculine guy is into you and not just being nice. Recently, a guy moved into my building. He had the qualities I find attractive. Soft spoken, unassuming but also easy on the eyes. Gave me a big smile when we first met. However, with my history, I assumed he was straight and thought nothing of it. A month ago, I had a party at my newly renovated condo. Some of my neighbours stopped by and we got to talking. My friend Pauline asked if I had met Marco, the guy that just moved in onto her floor, the guy I recently met. I said, “sure, he seems like a nice guy.” Pauline then proceeded to ask why I hadn’t asked him out yet, to which I said, “I’m pretty sure he’s straight.” Well, Pauline wasn’t so sure and over the next couple of weeks, she made it her mission to find out. One day, we were chatting outside of her apartment and some guy who wasn’t Marco, went straight to Marco’s door, opened it with a key and went inside. Damn.

A few days later, Pauline and I were chatting and came to the conclusion that we can’t assume Marco had a boyfriend living with him. After we ended our chat, I said “screw it” and made a bold gesture. I grabbed a bottle of wine and headed to Marco’s apartment. I figured if he had a boyfriend, I would just welcome both of them to the building and if he didn’t, I would ask him out. When Marco opened the door, he looked a bit in a daze. Apparently, I had woken him up from a nap. Good thing was, he was by himself. I apologized for waking him, gave him the wine, and told him I had been meaning to stop by as I didn’t get a chance to invite him to my party. He had a big smile on his face and apologized for his state as he had been trying to nap before going out. I asked, “Oh, where are you headed tonight?” to which he responds, “I’m going out with my girlfriend tonight.” Damn. Anyway, we chatted briefly before I again apologized for waking him and left him to continue his nap.

Needless to say, I felt a bit deflated and wondered how, by allowing myself to ignore my instincts, I ended up being interested in yet another straight man. With this track record, I’m worried that I’ve become a bit defeated and it’s not a nice feeling. I’ve begun to assume masculine men that I meet are straight. And yet, I see happy and masculine gay couples on the street and I ask myself what I need to do to find the man of my dreams.

So, if you have suggestions or pointer, I’d love to hear them.

 

The Secret is Out!

So by the way, I’m gay. I have been all my life. Without going into the details of my childhood / adolescence, all you really need to know is that I have never been physically attracted to girls / women. NEVER. Emotionally, yes. Physically, NEVER. Oh, did I say I’ve NEVER been physically attracted to women?

For all of you who don’t “get” being gay, there’s really not much to it. If you’re a straight woman, imagine what turns you on about men and that’s pretty much what turns me on. For the straight guys who have a hard time understanding, imagine what your girlfriend or wife likes to do to you when you’re engaged in sex. That’s what I like to do to men too! I know, pretty gross, eh? And when I say gross, I mean how I feel when I imagine my tongue in the same “feminine places” that straight men often put their tongues. Seriously. Gross! All joking aside, my point is that what is normal for you isn’t necessarily what is normal for me. Stop judging people based on who they love.

With that out of the way, if you are straight and you choose to continue reading my blog, you accept that this is MY blog about MY life, feelings and experiences. Derogatory comments will be promptly deleted.

I lived most of my life in denial. The shame that society places on gay people is the reason. I spent years hiding my sexuality by being non-sexual. Excuses were common. Although I never attended church, I hid behind religious expectations and “Christian moral principals” to deny my true feelings. No sex before marriage was a very convenient rule for a guy who had no wish to have sex with women. The result of my self-repression was depression, which progressed to a clinical depression during my university years. The feelings of depression discussed with my doctor in first year university were subsequently dismissed for an entire decade.

At age 24.5, living away from my parents for the first time in my life, during a moment of what I thought was utter weakness, I had my first experience with another man. I recall the nervousness I felt at the beginning, the sense of finally understanding what all the fuss was about during, and the horrible disappointment, guilt and self-hatred at the end. It was another 3-4 years before I accepted that I was gay… I just couldn’t say the words, even to myself. My depression became unbearable, affecting my work as a teacher and pretty much every other aspect of my life. I recall one day with a class full of students, hiding in a back room at work sobbing in the dark, in a state of complete despair. When I talked to my doctor about it, he reminded me that I had talked with him about the same feelings 10 years prior. That’s a full decade of living in a fog! Something had to change.

After a year of anti-depression medication and counselling, I awoke one day and realized the fog had lifted. Still, despite finally accepting my sexuality, I almost never talked about it. This is what we call “being in the closet”. It wasn’t for another 5 years or so, around when I was 36-37, that I suddenly found myself surrounded by people who all knew I was attracted to men and didn’t give a shit. For me, this is when my life finally began.

Now for the past 5 years, I’ve grown a lot in both experience in learning how to be comfortable in my own skin. As it turns out, I’m pretty much the same person I was all along. The only difference is I like myself a lot more than I used to. Having said that, I find that in some ways, I’m still struggling to come to terms with being gay.

 

2010 – A New Beginning for the Traveling Canuck

My life has changed in the past couple of years and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with this blog. Once it was a diary of my travels and experiences – a way to share my life and remain connected to the people I love. Well, my physical travels ended two years ago and for the most part, so did this blog.

Now I’m back, with a new direction. For the past 17 years, I’ve been on a more significant journey that for some reason, hasn’t taken me as far as I had hoped. It seems I’ve been lugging around too much baggage and instead of focusing on how to reach my destination, I’ve been burdened by the weight of it all. I hope by telling my stories, I can finally let go of the unnecessary items and allow myself to progress further faster, hopefully with someone special.

Finally, I hope to post regularly but it has been two years since I blogged regularly. Please be patient as I get back into a routine.