“Wait, you’re straight?” she asked incredulously. For example, the most recent girl I kissed - and the one before that, and so on - drew back from my face, laughing. But I wasn’t alone in my assumptions, nor was I the last to make them. Sign up for The Bold Italic newsletter to get the best of the Bay Area in your inbox every week. At some point, I learned that these are stereotypically gay male traits, and then I knew: I was going to grow up to be a gay man. I was the first person to assume I was gay.Īs a kid, I talked with a lisp and hated sports, and I preferred to sing and study.
