I have heard from others as well that most homophobes are secretly homosexual themselves but still in the closet and frustrated. Is it true? Does that apply to most other phobes and sometimes even those false accusers?
I know men who immediately mistrust others simply because they don't trust themselves with things like money, women etc. Theres an old saying that says "rogues think of everyone else as rogues".
Any way I'm just extrapolating I think. I haven't read a lot of research on this subject. All I know is that one research showed that some 20 or 30 percent of Giraffes were gay or had gay experiences. I cant remember the percentage exactly. And I have read the there are seals who have very long homosexual romantic relationships and they have this courtship dance. I know 10% of goats are gay.
Many people cant believe it and they get angry with you for this.
I can only speak from personal experiences. I was raised in a FundieXian cult myself, and was fed up until early adulthood, the usual lies about homosexuals.
And further, I was pretty much left in the dark, with respect to sexual identity, and indeed-- we were forbidden to even bring up the subject. We were taught to pretend that sexuality did not exist.
So I really had no clue. I was fortunate, however, to be a lover of biology, and biological sciences-- and I took a human sexuality course at University. It was a literal eye-opener. I had had no idea at all, about sexual identity or anything, really, apart from basic instincts that all mammals possess.
It caused me to re-examine my own identity in many ways, and to re-evaluate my reaction to gay people, and others not in the "typical" categories.
I learned a great many things, both about myself, and about others.
I learned that I had no power over them,
at all. A most valuable lesson-- one that many theists seem to never learn-- they like to think they have such power, especially when they don't.
I learned that I like women, and I learned why that is. I also learned that I prefer being alone to crowds, the bigger the crowd, the less I like it. I discovered that my preference for women was not as strong as my preference to being by myself, or with the company of cats.
I learned that being gay isn't "catching"-- that you cannot "make someone gay" who isn't already gay in the first place.
I learned that nothing is a fixed value on a rigid plate-- everyone's sexual identity is at least marginally fluid, some folk more than other folk.
I learned that human sexuality is far more complicated than even the most complex description, and as varied as ice crystals are in the wintertime.
I learned a lot-- and I learned to be comfortable in my own skin, and to be comfortable around non-straight folk too. It came as an eye-opener, once, several years later, how much I had learned, when I was propositioned in a bar (one of my rare outings). Instead of insulted? I was quite flattered-- the dude was quite good looking. Later on, it hit me-- before learning? I
would have been insulted. And that made me sad-- that the religion of my childhood was so horrible, so evil, that it would have made me angry at someone else's honest mistake.