I used to have a co-worker who was a lesbian decidedly on the dikey side. Certain things about her I liked, but ... she was confused and lost, proud of her gayness. She made the same kinds of harmless passes and sassy comments to me that a normal guy would do, flirting. I suppose I could have been offended if I'd had the heart, but to tell you the truth, since it didn't affect me in any way, I just ignored it. Ironically, she and the boss were liberal feminists -- but you know what they'd have though of me if I'd gone to a labor attorney and complained of sexual harassment, which it certainly would have qualified as if she was a guy!
A weird thing about lesbians -- the hard-core ones beat the hell out each other. Domestic violence among lesbian "couples" is something else.
I'm sure glad I'm not a lesbian ... or sure glad I never felt compelled to choose to be one. "There but for the grace of God ..."
A weird thing about lesbians -- the hard-core ones beat the hell out each other. Domestic violence among lesbian "couples" is something else.Yes, they do beat each other up. It's their own self-hatred at what they are. They know to their CORE that they are abysmally abnormal and they don't like it.
I'm sure glad I'm not a lesbian ... or sure glad I never felt compelled to choose to be one. "There but for the grace of God ..."
God didn't MAKE any lesbians. They ALL chose it. Those girls/women chose poorly and there was, apparently, NO ONE in their lives to let them know how WRONG their choice was. THAT is the saddest part of all.
I had tons of protection and I thank God for my family. I never would chose something so diametrically opposed to my every fiber of being. It would be like choosing Satan. Yikes, eternal damnation. I don't even like the SOUND of that!