In the closet? It's not possible. I'm not confirming any of my thoughts in regards to my sexuality. I love women. I seek women. I want to hold a women by my side, romance her and be what she needs.

My sexuality came into question when I combined an irrational fear (being raped) with present moment words. I felt the people around me were trying to persuade me that I am homosexual. And for my respect, I allowed myself to contemplate the validity of such a claim before questioning the sexuality of those I felt violated me. I thought many of my friends were bi-sexual once these thoughts occurred. They tell me that these notions are delusions of grandeur, but the uncertainty of my own preference remains a mystery as the indifference toward homosexuality has clouded my own vision. How am I to know if my interest in a woman is merely masking the hidden truth? Yes. I can proclaim my admiration and fascination for women until I am blue in the face. The fact remains that I do not know where my sexuality lies, however when it surfaces perspicuously I will not be afraid to accept it.