1. Confusion over my sexuality. I am a straight male. However, I am not a masculine male. Nor am I able to get a girlfriend. This does not make me gay. The guys that call me gay piss me off. They call me gay to insult me, just because I don’t fit their definition of masculine. Well, I have a condition that, while primarily affecting the brain, also tends to come with the condition Hyptonia – a genetic inability to grow muscle. I am not handsome, I am not fit, and my body fat goes straight to my stomach area. It’s no wonder women don’t find me attractive. Part of the accusation stems from not having a girlfriend present – you know, because she doesn’t exist – but the main reason is because I don’t look manly. I don’t act like their definition of manly either, and so they accuse me of being gay because of that. Not out of any actual gayness on my part. It’s insulting, not due to being homophobic, but due to hating being accused of something that isn’t true.
It stems from homophobia. They’re gay; they’re raised by culture to be afraid of gayness, therefore they’re trying to hide their own gayness behind a mask of ultra-macho bullshit (if there’s any truth to that joke, anyway). Or they’re just naturally that way because they’re muscular and believe they can get away with it because of this. Same goes for the guys who call out to women they pass and make disgusting sexual comments that show a complete pervert attitude. They’re gay and they treat women as devices for preventing gayness. As if they can catch gay if they don’t act macho enough. It’s basically obvious to everyone but themselves.
That’s an explanation I agree with, however jokingly it’s said. It makes sense, though it’s not psychologically or scientifically proven per se. The other theory is that they’re assholes for assholes’ sake, and get away with it because they’re bigger than everyone else. Either way it’s maddening madness.
The world would be a lot nicer place if those sorts of ‘men’ were non-existent, but until that happens, I support education in schools that discourages this kind of homophobic and sexist behaviour. I won’t tell you what I prefer, as it will show you just how psychotic and even sadistic I am. I don’t get angry, I see a red wall of rage. Blame my genetics – I have 7 tribes of Barbarian in my family line, with quite a few Berserkers. That’s what my goth cousin says, anyway. At least my temper has cooled these days. It takes really evil behaviour to set me off.
2. Being confused for convicted Paedophile Dennis Ferguson. I am not an 80-something year old man, not yet, and I do not have a sexual fixation for young boys (the term refers specifically to sexual attraction to boys, mainly pre-pubescent; towards girls, it’s Nymphophile). I know Daniel and Dennis START with the same letter, but it is not the same word. I HATE being associated with that disgusting excuse for a human being, and I’m glad that he’s dead – maybe now people will forget all about him, and I can be free from the association with him. But people will still confuse me with a dead, old paedophile because people are stupid. At least certain friends’ friends, anyway.
3. Shit music. Enough said.
4. Every female I’m ever interested in having a boyfriend – particularly, if I ask them out and they say yes, only to turn around the next day and have some excuse not to go out with me, particularly that they Suddenly And Conveniently Have A Boyfriend Now, so they can’t even talk to me. This was the last experience I had asking anyone out online. I will never do that again. Especially when so few even reply in the first place (and none agree). (Sure, it might be dark of me to blame women for my bad dating experience, but if anyone could enlighten me on what I’m *supposed* to do, go for it. I have made significant progress in being more positive though. But I’ve never known positive before and it’s new to me.)
5. The assumption that I am gay because I’m not hitting on a woman or have a girlfriend. This is nowhere near as fury-triggering as #1, but it still annoys the shit out of me. I have Asperger’s Syndrome, so obviously, that means I’m gay. Also, my name is Daniel, and all Daniel’s are gay. I’m also a writer, and… For fuck’s sake, stop that shit. I just haven’t met anyone who is:
- and single
But obviously, I’m not interested in sex, a relationship, or women. Because I’m an AS named Daniel who wants to be a published writer.
6. Racism. Even well-intentioned racism, like Cultural Appropriation (borrowing other cultures’ and races’ stuff to look multicultural) and including minorities for inclusion’s sake.