Happy People in the Closet

48 years down the line and I am still not married. Am I complaining? Not at all. 

It is not like I have never been asked.  I have been asked on four different occasions, the first one was, when I was 18 and the last one, when I was pregnant with my daughter, and it was not the father. Needless to say I said no to all of them.

I always preferred the company of males as friends and I think that they and lots of women misunderstood my friendship for thinking I wanted something more than friendship out of them.  They could not have been more wrong about my intentions back then as they are now. I suppose one can put it down to the way most of us are conditioned from the day we were born.

Marriage was never a priority in the family I was born into.  My great grandfather on my maternal grandmother's side was an only son who out of two marriages fathered 21 (I think) children.  The first wife died giving birth to the 13th child. She probably at that point just decided "to hell with this, enough is enough, I'm out of here". 

Out of the "21" off-spring about 40% got married.  The rest remained spinsters, bachelors or as we later found out "happy people in the closet". Today it is not an issue to be gay or otherwise as it was back then. When you look at the amount of gay people in my family then those scientist out there who study the composition of the human race and the choices we make might just want to consider studying our family. I have come to the conclusion that for some it is hereditary, for some it is a choice. So just be happy with who you are and who you choose to love.

Am I confusing you yet? Are you waiting to hear if I am gay? 

I am a very happy, independent woman who still prefers to be in the company of men who do not feel threatened by me and unfortunately there are very few of those.

Don't worry "girlfriends" - you are all still very special.


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