In my experience, it is remarkably hard to keep your sexuality private from your housemates.Certainly, I didn’t officially “come out” till Year 2, and didn’t become comfortable with the whole thing till much later, but during preparations for Halloween 2005 (which, for some reason, involved me being frankly lacquered in black eye make-up), my housemate (who was applying said make-up), said between slurbs of vodka jelly, “so, you are gay then?” As is traditional, I mumbled something incomprehensible and probably suggested putting Kings of Leon on. I’m not proud. The difference was, they were. The fact they weren’t going to treat me any differently — even though I didn’t know how I really wanted to be treated — made everything so much easier for me in the end.
But it’s also true when people say they
never stop coming out. Only in the last few months, four or so years since I came out, has it felt appropriate to be really open with my Mum. Much as I hate jargon of all sorts, but we genuinely do live in a heteronormative society. It enforces all sorts of strange quirks on us gays.
One of my favourite presumptions about homosexuals is the urban myth that we all, without exception, have ravenous sexual appetites and, essentially, cannot keep our hands off each other. A few years ago, after a night out, I stayed over at a friend’s house, sharing the lounge with another friend who was also gay. We thought nothing of it – till my friend reported later that her parents had presumed we were a couple simply because we slept in the same room, regardless of the fact that we slept apart, or that one of us was in a relationship with someone else at the time!
As ever though, it’s my own dear family that provide the most bizarre exemplum for this blog. This year, NUS Student Pride takes place over my birthday weekend. When I told my Mum I was going – she gave me the usual “be sensible” talk, including the gem that “I mustn’t tell anyone it’s my birthday since I’ll go home with a prolapsed anus…”
Now, I had to Google that because – apart from sounding unimaginably painful – I wasn’t entirely clear what she meant. (You don’t need to look. It’s not pretty.) Now, I’ve been to a fair few friend’s birthday parties at gay venues, and I’m pretty certain that ““prolapsing of the anus” is not one of those homosexual birthday traditions I have missed. Getting twatted and humiliating yourself on the stage in Pulse, yes. Invasive cauterisation? Less common.
It’s a ridiculous story, and perhaps detracts from the serious point I was trying to make. Certainly, Britain is one of the most liberal countries when it comes to legal rights of homosexuals. However, in some ways, our own minds are conditioned in a very different way. Answer the following questions, I’d like to think there’s people out there who can answer no to all of them, but I have my doubts…
Have you ever… introduced a partner/date as a “friend”? Avoided publicly displaying intimacy or affection with a partner, either in public or due to the company you were in? Been anxious about being seen reading a gay publication (i.e. Attitude/GT) in public? Avoided answering (or lied about the sex of) a partner in a conversation with a neighbour/acquaintance? Avoided small-talk all together because of the awkwardness that could arise? Or received censure for not doing so?
We live in a society which – if we don’t keep fighting – is more than happy to classify love between individuals of the same gender as deviant, or at least marginalise it to the murky realm of “things that are just not talked about.” We all know about the things other people do that are wrong, hurtful or homophobic. However, the way we react – and the way we mentally process and deal with this information, often from a very young age – has left a deep psychological impression on the LGBT+* community. It’s no wonder that around 50% of LGBT people has suffered from depression at some point in their lives.
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* Although this article is written from a gay man’s point of view, I feel that many of the points apply to lesbians, bisexuals and trans people as well as many other gender and sexuality minorities. More on these in a subsequent post.