I don’t believe in sexual stereotypes. I believe in people.

Sex is a matter of biology; that thing between your legs, that’s sex. Gender is a matter of social role.  It is mostly dictated by your brain: the brain decides what gender you identify with, whether you feel as a man, woman, both, or neither. That’s very uncomfortable when there are a million people in the world who insists on calling you a man just because of the body you happen to be uncomfortable with.

Sex shouldn’t determine the pronouns you should use, gender should.   And your sex shouldn’t define your gender. I admire people who deviate from the supposed gender roles they have to take on.  I have lots of friends whose gender roles don’t match with their genitals, and I don’t see anything wrong with that. Okay, some people might argue that homosexuality is the product of the devil, but isn’t it crazy to associate something that they don’t understand with the devil? I find it totally ridiculous how people condemn something they don’t even understand.

I don’t believe in sexual stereotypes. I choose my friends based on who they are as people.

What I don’t understand is the people’s presumed impossibility of a friendship between a heterosexual and homosexual, or a friendship between a heterosexual and bisexual.  Please forgive me for being stupid but I don’t understand why people insist on thinking that, when two people who have different gender preference are always together as they are friends , there must be something going on.  In what book is it written that it’s impossible to be friends with someone with a totally different sexual orientation and gender preference?  Can someone please enlighten me because I might have missed the announcement that friendship also needs to cope with the rapid changes and developments in the information technology?

Is it impossible to be just friends with someone who’s biologically just like me, but has a different gender preference?  Just. I don’t want to use this word when I refer to a friend. Just a friend. No. I take the words friend, friends, friendship with deadly seriousness, and my friends are not just friends. They’re not only friends.  Oh, I know you get what I mean.

Why are friends the commodity on which we should ultimately be judged?  What if you have none? What if you only have a selected few? Are you less to them because you’d rather be alone than with the people you’re  surrounded with? Are you less of a person because you’d rather be with with a selected few people because there is not one single like-minded person anywhere in your vicinity?

It’s funny how the people who don’t understand, people who don’t know any better, have so much to say.

I choose my friends. I am friends with my friends because I really like to be with them, and I like the me when I’m with them. I am friends with my friends, straight or not, not to make a fashion statement.

My self-confidence doesn’t depend on the opinion of others.