Yes, I've Dated Men

It might surprise you to know that I've dated men. Yes, some lesbians have been with men, so get that naughty girl-on-girl thought out of your mind. I was with two boys, actually, way back when. I'm talking about high school. A long time ago. For privacy's sake, we'll call these boys "Joey" and "Chandler" (Okay so sue me, I like Friends). They did have some similarities, but they were polar opposites when it came to the way they treated me. Joey was my first love. He was short and stocky, intelligent without really trying hard. Romance was his strong suit, as he would write me at least one love letter a week, complete with mushy ramblings about how he loved me. Joey loved to make me laugh and had a wise beyond his years sensibility. Too wise, in fact. Cause he knew about infidelity at a young age. Joey cheated on me, and because I was in that puppy love stage, I endured his drama -- several times. We finally broke up when I found out Joey was at the movies with another girl, and he lied about it. Now Chandler was the perfect guy. He was intelligent, too, but in a study-too-hard kind of way. Chandler was goofy and sentimental, and really knew how to treat a woman. I remember when he surprised me on Valentine's Day with white roses (my favorite) and a cute white teddy bear. But time broke us apart, as we ended up at separate schools and couldn't quite keep our groove. Chandler's a good guy and I still keep in touch with him every now and then...as friends though. Those were the men in my life, and now they're just faint memories on my lesbian landscape. I finally admitted to myself who I am, and that's quite okay with me.