People are attracted to people, in general.
I’m mostly attracted to men, but from time to time I find myself attracted to
another woman. I have a friend who regards himself as gay, but he spent a few
months in a passionate sexual relationship with a woman. It didn’t stop him
fancying men, and when it all finished, he moved on to another man.
I’ve never been to prison, but from what
I’ve read, homosexuality is relatively commonplace. It isn’t because most
criminals are gay, but with no one of the opposite sex available, you make do.
I went to an all girls’ school, and it was a bit the same. We’d generally have
preferred a boy, but there weren’t any. The priest who took us for mass was an
old man, and about as attractive as most of the nuns. One of my best friends
had a brother who was at a school not far away, and when her parents came to
pick her up, he lounged against the side of their car while we all ogled him from
the Geography Room windows. I pretended he was looking up at me, and that I
could go and stay with them at half term and swoon in his arms, but it never happened.
Sister Philomena (not her real name) was younger and better
looking than most of the other nuns, and we fantasised that she was really a
man. She took us for gym and hockey, and she was muscular and flat chested, but
she had periods like the rest of us, or she wouldn’t have needed the big bag of
Dr Whites I saw on the windowsill in her room once. I still fancied her,
especially when it rained during hockey and her Aertex shirt ended up plastered
to her skin.
I had to wait until later for my men, but none of it did me any harm.
Some of my friends who were once gay now regard themselves as straight, and equally I have friends who were once straight,
but who now regard themselves as gay. I happen to think they’re as wrong as the
people who would never admit to the possibility of switching teams in the first
place. We’re all capable of being attracted to the right person, whatever their
gender or ours. Of course, if you like big strong men, you’re less likely to go
looking for a ballerina, but if the right ballerina came along, and your guard
was down, you might find yourself in her arms. Don’t fight it. Live and love.
The only law of attraction is that it brings people together, like gravity.
