I’m gay, but that doesn’t make me any less of a man. Being gay doesn’t make me “one of the girls”. It doesn’t mean I hate sports and am obsessed with Lady Gaga. I’m gay, but that isn’t equivilate to weakness. Being gay doesn’t consist of avoiding free weights and standing in the corner, drooling over men. Being gay doesn’t increase my chances of becoming a quitter. I’m gay, but I don’t want to date every guy I meet. I’m not trying to convert every man from straight to gay. I’m not trying to break relationships; I’m not falling in love with anything that has a penis. I’m gay, but that doesn’t make me a whore. One of my core hobbies isn’t having sex and with a different guy every night. We are not branded with HIV or AIDS. I’m gay, but that doesn’t make me subhuman. I don’t walk on all fours, I don’t belong to a master. I’m gay, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want guy friends. You don’t have to avoid eye contact, you don’t have to stop being yourself. I’m gay, but that doesn’t make me emotionally unstable. Being gay shouldn’t associate with being a drama queen. “Tears are for fags, men don’t show any emotion” comes from mouths of ignorance or fear of being judged. I’m gay, but that doesn’t mean I drink fruity drinks and/or do drugs. I’m gay, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be a good father. I’m capable of loving others and putting their needs before my own. Sticking your penis into someone’s vagina doesn’t make you a good father, but being a provider, a protector, and a teacher for his children does. I’m gay, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to Hell. Some interpreters of the Bible claim it is a sin, but you’re also going to Hell if you eat shellfish or masturbate? I’m gay, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate women’s beauty. I’m Frank, and I’m strong, smart, funny, kind, and proud to be me.