I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go on without revealing to you all who I really am.
It’s not that I’ve been lying, but I’ve certainly been living a lie by not revealing the truth to you about who I am. So here goes.
I, Giorge Thomas am… Straight.
Wow. It felt so good to get that out.
I know a lot of people don’t believe this, but I really do feel I was born straight. I know what those haters out there will say, ‘you’re not born straight, you choose to be straight.’ But I really didn’t choose this at all. This is me. It’s who I’ve always been, and nothing I can do – therapy, aversion therapy, medication – none of that will ever stop me being the person I was born to be: a heterosexual.
I was sure of my sexuality at a very young age, even if I didn’t know what the feelings I was having meant. When I played with my Barbie doll, she would always marry Ken, they’d set up home together (a shoebox) and I would slap them together in an action I thought was tantamount to sex. When I was six years old, I had my first serious crush on a boy. He actually wasn’t a boy, he was a man. His name was Peter and he was a family friend, and even though he was an adult, I was sure we would one day get married.
I fancied boys all through primary and high school. I had the odd kiss here and there but it never went any further than that. I know what my detractors would say to this. That this shows I wasn’t really straight. I couldn’t have been if I didn’t have sex with them. That I was perhaps simply ‘confused’ as a youth. Yet who says you need to have sex with someone to know you are attracted to them? Why is sex always the be all and end all in a relationship? Why is it used as definitive proof as to whether someone is gay or straight?
I have been with my husband for nine years. It’s easier for me than others, I know, because I can have someone who can support me through all of this. Those who are single don’t have that person to reassure them. They don’t have that ‘proof’ that they really are heterosexual.
I can’t imagine living my life any other way. I am who I am and nothing can change that. I just hope that one day I can live in a world where my own sexuality doesn’t matter to anyone else. I just hope one day I live in a world where I’m not identified by who I am attracted to.
I just hope that one day people like Ellen Page shouldn’t have to ‘come out’ like I have just done. Because why the hell should it matter if we’re gay or straight? We are people. We love. Nothing else is of consequence.