In a Facebook post, Kenyan writer, Binyavanga Wainaina, reveals his earliest turmoil as a gay man.
‘In my 20s, I wanted to be asexual. I let my body grow very fat (safe from desire). I become the group rustic – big dreads to hide under, oversize clothes, never shave, a story of huggable bear who never lets anybody close. I decided to love groups, buddies, cliques. Like many queers, become the class clown. Nobody asks you who u are with. U make sure they have no reason to ask you. You put out the vibe that u are beyond sex and loving. U are available to advise everybody. U are a public person, in your room you wank a lot. Alone. I did the work diligently of guiding everybody to not see me as a sexual person a person needing love. I was the highest defender of all closets. I made all those who love me expect little of me. I expected very little of me. It nearly destroyed me. I buried a friend who died of shame ..I would have expired the same way, slowly degraded again and again. Until I was thirty I really thought kisses were dirty. Every women I kissed sexually left me feeling wrong and dirty. So, I told myself sex itself is bad. It was a male escort who kissed me and made me feel I deserved to tingle from a kiss. Imagine that. A French Canadian man in Montreal. Imagine that. Fucker saved my life.’
Eeeya! #ThatJoyousMomentWhenYouFinallyLoveYourself 🙂
Something a certain KDian really REALLY needs. *still shaking my head at his comments*
@pinkpanthertb lol. Hopefully he or she will get that golden opportunity before checking out of this life 🙂
Haba! What is happening here? “A certain KDian?” Nna call the name jor. You people would just be walking on egg shells, call the name make I… err, some of us know who you’re talking about.
Here. A compass to yesterday’s Father-son post comment section will enlighten you.
*rushing to said post* I’ve got time this Saturday
Look eh, did you want to spoil this my beautiful Saturday? Why did you send me on a suicide mission? What was some of that thrash I read? Look PP, you now owe me, you now owe me big time.
And Who. Says we don’t know how to do it better?we are unique,that’s why there are afraid of. Us
The guy is so fine!!!!!! The French Canadian escort must have found it very easy to do his job☺️
*narrowing eyes at Keredim*
*sniffing for the hint of shade*
Oh shit…. It’s the illuminati 😂😂😂
Hahahahahahahahahaa!!! Touche. I’ll get you for that, Kere.
@Keredim the appropriate post for this kind of comment is coming soonest. Trust me. 😛
Alright, alright, alright!!!!!!👊🏿👊🏿👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿
ROTFL. That was my first thought
Kere is on a roll this morning
There must be something in the air around London today
(Still in the Caribbean)👌🏿👌🏿
You should be asleep by now then
Abi jetlag is a bitch
Yup it’s a real bitch, but there are nice distractions
breath the air of freedom
The power of a good fuck… Just what I need in my life and of course lots of money.😀
You’re still not getting any? lol
Is it appropriate to say I am still praying? No? I think God is answering me by not giving me an answer. Lol
Well im glad he got to love himself…might not be the brightess bird in the flock ( yellow eyes and black lips , the ultimate turn off. *shudders*) but, atleast he loves himself and that’s all there is – Loving yourself! Its something we all have to aspire to attain. Its apparent when ppl dont love themselves, it shows, even on an anonymous gay blog like this
….and cue music 🎶Greatest Love Of All🎶
You think your case is bad until meet one whose own is worse.
Lol… Sinnex take note..
i can totally relate, i am bipolar,depressed and suicidal.
yes i can relate.
That is serious.
Well I’m a bit BiPolar, depressed but I can never be sucidal, RP *hugs from me to you.*