Okay so I finally got that girl's number that I had a crush on for a few weeks. I was so happy and excited that I finally did it. All smiles on the way home from school. We texted back and forth for a few hours today and she came out and told me she is gay and said we could talk later when she gets back from her girlfriend's house. I confessed to her my motivation for getting her number and everything after that and we both laughed about it. The thing is this isn't an isolated incident in my life. It happens to me all the damn time. I can count on two hands the number of times I've crushed on a girl who happened to be gay. Am I subconsciously drawn to what's unavailable? Does part of me know that a woman is gay before I like them? Do most guys have this issue?
I just feel like this is bizarrely common in my life and it kind of hurts :'(
It's like the type of girl I like seems to never be straight or something that straight girls don't usually possess. Blahhhhhh! haha
Anyway I made a new friend it seems and that's good lol
Most Helpful Girl
Ah dude, at least you got her number. Success :)
It's good you're seeing the positive in everything.
So, my friend always loved tiny feminine looking guys. And I was constantly perplexed when she showed me her crushes because I had silly crushes on tall bear like men. Well, turns out home girl is bi leaning towards gay. And I think it makes sense because she never really like super masculine guys and preferred the smaller more feminine guys.
This isn't true for every bi person, and this 99% isn't shedding light for something about you. But it's still interesting to think about.2
Most Helpful Guy
I don't think, unless they are full-blown dyke, that most gay women are obvious. In fact, one of my cousin's daughters is gay, and we really had a hard time seeing it at all, even after she came out one day. I don't believe you are subconsciously aware and have some deep Freudian complex motivating you to try to be with lesbians or anything like that. by the way I remember once when I moved to another large city I went to a laundromat where there were these two very nice women doing laundry together, we talked the full time we were all doing laundry, I invited them to my place, they asked to stop at theirs to bring some music to play, and when we got back to my place I kind of started flirting with both, and suddenly one of them giggled and said: "We're Lesbians! But you're a really nice and interesting guy, so please don't be offended!" We wound up listening to music till all hours. Things just happen.1