|Gay Red Flags - I should have known I was bi/gay because.........||Opposite of Gay Red Flags (not sure what to call this list --- non-gay indicators?)|
At age 5, I started cooking: simple things like cookies, cakes, and scrambled eggs. By age of 14, I cooked everything. This might just have been self-defense rather than a gay trait: my mother was a terrible cook. How is it possible to burn fried eggs? How about cabbage, first boiled to a mush and then fried and burnt in a frying pan? Yum!
For my 6th birthday party, I invited 12 girls from my class and no boys... hmmm.
Flash forward: My first male teacher was Mr. S in grade 7. Mr. S, wore early 70s polyester pants and I remember noticing his bulge.... not being mesmerized by it or dreaming about it, I just noticed it.
All I remember about my phys.ed. teacher (gr. 9 -12) was his muscular, lightly furred legs in his 70s short shorts. I didn't even think about what was in residence further up in his shorts. I just remember thinking he had nice legs.... but it certainly wasn't a crush... at least I don't think so.
I enjoyed playing hockey at least until age 13, until it started getting too violent for me.
No sexual experimentation at all with guys during my growing up year; didn't experiment with girls either, for that matter.
For my entire school years, from grades 1 to 12, I was never bullied and called slurs like “faggot”, “gay” or “fruit.” I think many gay guys had really rotten times during their school years, especially in middle school; their peers could just sniff out their gayness.... but apparently, no one ever sniffed out mine.