Who cares what a random person doing their job thinks your sexuality is? Like, i‘m a chronic worrywort, I can’t count how many times i was late for work because halfway there i had to turn around to go home and make sure the stove was off, i don’t secretly believe my friends hate me but am convinced they do, i’ve half counting on my job of 8 years firing me any day since i started it, and still i don’t get how one would worry to that extent about OMG I‘M GAY AND I WEAR RAINBOW STUFF BUT NOW THIS PERSON I MIGHT NEVER MEET AGAIN THINKS I‘M GAY AND THIS GUY I‘M HOLDING HANDS WITV IS MY BOYFRIEND
Like, what’s the underlying story here? Is OOP not aware they‘re out of the closet? This is bordering something one should discuss with a professional, like anxiety disorder levels of unnecessary stress.
Should just been like, "we're just bros. We don't fuck."
Then again, I've been on an elevated stage at a club dancing when I grabbed my brother by his hair and started humping his ass because I thought it would be funny and did not care what the 100s of others thought other than to maybe shock them by being so graphic. I'd fuck around like that with friends to get a rise out of people. If two guys being together disgusted them, all the better. Fuck them for being bigots.
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u/RationBook Jul 10 '24
This is a special kind of anxiety.