Pride.[?]

Pride.[?]

A Story by Jordan Warren

I fall in love with men, and all they are.

I don’t know what makes us this way, if it’s nature or nurture.

In my case, I know I had no choice in the matter.

I’m attracted to men in every way that you can be attracted to someone.

I knew that I only liked boys even before I knew I was really a boy. I couldn’t haven been more than 4 or 5. Where’s the choice in that? I never woke up one day and decided to be gay anymore than I decided to be transgender.

I don’t posses an urge to sleep with men, to live with them, to made mates of men. It’s a need that goes deeper than my bones, constant, unchanging. I’m only sorry that it took so long for me to really accept it.

It was painfully obvious the entire time, and in the end, there was no running from it.

I can’t run from my nature, simple as that.

© 2013 Jordan Warren


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Jordoan, you have so elegantly describe what too people within the LGBT, struggle with. For myself, I have always been attracted to the female form. And yet, I lived 28 years, in denial, of my true self, as a protection mechancist against the bullying and other abuses that I suffered through.

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