After going on a semi-blogging hiatus I find myself tackling the issue of marriage. But it's not what you think. Today I opened my mailbox to find two wedding invitations, one from a friend I danced with in high school and the other from a couple I met while working in Los Angeles. It seems as if everytime I return home to visit there's someone I grew up with that's either married, pregnant, or both. I'm beginning to think that's an unspoken requirement when you live in the south.
The closer I get to turning thirty the stronger the desire increases for me to be in a long term relationship. However, there's a couple of obstacles that I know I must overcome in order to achieve this goal. I've got to break the six month curse and I must create a repellent that will keep all the dogs away. I don't know why I seem to be a magnet for the latter but I am.
Never mind the fact that LGBT people can only legally wed in one state in this country, all I want is a decent date! You would think that it would be a piece of cake to find someone to couple up with in Atlanta since it is the Black gay mecca of the U.S., but it's not that easy. Most of the men here suffer from wandering eyes that lead to wandering hands because there's so many beautiful men to choose from.
I had a friend ask me where he could go to meet a decent guy and I laughed. As if my single and frustrated Black ass could really answer that question. I refuse to believe that because I'm gay the idea of having a committed relationship is unrealistic. I know being in a same sex relationship presents its own set of problems, but it's been done before.
Maybe I'm not planning my committment ceremony right now because I'm too picky. All I require is a job, a spiritual foundation, halfway decent looks, great communication skills, and no criminal record. Is that too much to ask?
I swear, sisters think they have it hard but they should try dating as a gay man. There's more on this subject brewing inside of me, but I think I'm going to leave it alone for now. To be continued...