Men?

Gasp! I'm gay.
These past six months have proven to me what the Houston gay community is truly like: there are very few diamonds among a vast desert of mischief and mayhem.  Perhaps I am just an oddball, but I do not like this community much at all...I have been called so many negative things and I have been hurt physically and emotionally.
Aside from that, I have also learned to look at things past what they may seem.  For four months I was convinced that one man was going to be my knight in shining armor, mi príncipe azul, but I was proven wrong.  At first, I was stubborn enough to think that a ling distance relationship was even going to work.  Then I was even worse off considering a man on Grindr to be anything but a flake.  And then I was dumb enough to see him after a very long period of inactivity in communication.  But, there I was, buying everything he said, and when he left Houston once again I was ignored heavily.  He seemed so perfect.  The sweetest personality on the surface.  A very intelligent individual.  The finest looking specimen I had ever seen.  Just what I thought I'd been waiting for.  Alas, I was finally thrown for a loop when it turned out he wasn't really into me.  It was even worse that I was patiently awaiting his reply, as if he were actually thinking about me.  I have yet to hear from him, but whatever.
That is my new mantra, motto, theme:
WHATEVER!
I have learned not to let anything in life get me down.  I have learned to look at what not to do.  I have learned to enjoy the moments I think are not worthy of being enjoyed.  And I have learned that truth lies right in front of me, whether I like it or not.