The gay community is known for its’ forever young policy, and nothing wrong with that. I’ve shirked plenty of responsibility in favour of being that kinda person. But, surely at some point there has to be a little growing up that gets done?
We’ve all done the partying and the drinking and the drug abuse and the chasing 20 somethings, we’ve all thought at some point that the grass is greener on the other side and dabbled in it, we’ve all been careless with somebody’s heart, we’ve all let somebody be reckless with ours, we’ve dated for all the wrong reasons – for the security, for the sex, just to have someone… We’ve dated for the right reasons – for love, because somebody made us happier than we ever thought we’d be…
But at what point do we bag it? At what point do we stop and say, hey, you see that 50 something at the club – don’t be THAT guy. Do lesbians ever really settle down? Yeah, we talk about it ad nauseum, when we meet someone we can see ourselves playing house with, someone we’ve just fallen in love with (or maybe it’s just lust?). And sometimes we wanna marry them just to stake our claim, just to make them ours but, do we ever really grow up?
I’m a jeans and t-shirts kinda chick and I’ll probably be one till I’m 70, I like to hang out with my friends and have a 
coupla drinks and perhaps partake in, well, whatever, but, it’s exhausting when every time you date someone they spout tales of wanting to settle down and get married and have babies and in the blink of an eye a few months later they turn into Lindsay Lohan. The drugging, drinking, falling down in public, flirting with 20 year olds to boost our fragile egos, cries for attention. Don’t get me wrong but, the drug scene is soooo two years ago, been there, done that, got the oversized t-shirt.
I’m not saying we should usurp the roles of our straight counterparts and sit at home bickering every night about who’s turn it is to wash the dishes and let’s face it, most of us will probably not have children in our lifetime, it takes a decent amount of money and dedication to achieve that and most of us don’t have it in us (and I speak for myself here). But, do we have to go out of our way to prove a point? At some point we are going to get old and wrinkly, and yes, the gay community does it waaay more gracefully than most but, still, we will get there. And by then the 20 year olds will stop looking at us and no amount of drugs, booze or pleas for attention are going to make us feel any better, in our quiet corner, with our shattered egos.
I’m not quite sure how it is we’re supposed to settle down and maybe that’s part of the problem, but there has GOT to be an after party…doesn’t there?xxx
