A Sad Realization
I'm not a" bottom". Sure, I can "bottom", but it doesn't define me sexually. I have a friend who I'm kind of avoiding, because of the pressure I feel to try to please him by being what I know I'm not: a bottom.
It saddens me because it feels like one more way that I don't fit in. I'm not "straight". I'm not skinny. I'm not a "top", and now I know I'm not a "bottom", as well.
I'm Jim. That's the most important thing. I must be true to myself.
I need to make a phone call tomorrow. He deserves to be told the truth.