Lesbians are held to a higher standard of homosexuality than gay men are. What I mean by this is that people are constantly looking for reasons to prove a lesbian is faking being a lesbian, and that this person must secretly desire men. Women’s sexuality is so socially tied to men that people simply cannot fathom that a woman can lead a fulfilling, complete romantic and sexual life apart from them.
A man’s word on his sexual orientation is final. A gay man can compliment a woman’s appearance, even get drunk at a party and kiss a woman, without being questioned on his homosexuality. A lesbian cannot acknowledge a man as handsome without being decried as a faker. “I always knew you weren’t really a lesbian!”
Society will use any and all evidence it can to disprove a lesbian’s identity. You kissed a guy that one time. You said that guy had a nice smile. You must secretly desire men. A lesbian’s word on their sexuality is not final. It’s a suggestion people think is malleable to their own opinions. It’s not enough to say you’re a lesbian. You must prove it every moment of your life.
As a gay man, you are free to tell women how beautiful they look, how hot they look in an outfit, without being questioned on your gayness. Saying you’re gay is enough for people to believe you. But a lesbian is never quite lesbian enough. There’s always something more to prove. All of your interactions with men are scrutinized, looked under a microscope. You told that guy he was handsome. You drunkenly kissed a guy that one time. Your best friend is a man. Liking men in any and all capacities becomes a crime of which you must prove your innocence for as long as you live.
And me being sick of this also doesn’t mean I secretly want to be with men. It means I want to live my life in peace without having all of my interactions with men analyzed under a microscope. It means I want to be believed when I say that I know what I am.




















