The hard times being a Single Gay Man.

In the last few weeks I've had almost the full selection of family events to attend, all by myself, as I'm single for the first time in years. Now it's not just a gay thing to be the 'single' one at these events, but it certainly seems to be the opening line from all the other attendees you meet. Nowadays just about every relative I know has a lovely gay acquaintance that they are sure I'll get on really well with. Where were all these lovely gays a decade ago when I lived in a small country town and had met maybe 5 poofs at the most?

Everyone is also so sad that you're single and wish you'd find that someone special. Little do they know you found that someone special last Saturday night, and the Saturday night before that. To me special is a few beers, a hot shag and a no-strings-attached goodbye at the moment.

So why do weddings, funerals and birthdays make you feel so alone? Because everyone makes you feel that way by bringing it up. So recently at a funeral I had more than a few lovely old ladies, that all knew I was a poof, say how sad it was that I'm not with anyone at the moment. Now, by no means to shock them, I'd just say straight to them that I'm lucky to be single at this time and I'm quite happy playing the field and spreading some wild oats so they should feel far from upset for me.

I tell you, I've never felt better than leaving that funeral by myself. Bring on more family and friend get-togethers I say. Being single is the new black, and being happily-single is more empowering than you can imagine.

So throw yourself into your job, a hobby, or your favourite exercise. Embrace it and focus all the bloody attention you want onto it, and don't feel bad for spending far too much time doing whatever it is. Just make sure you really love it, or in the case of your job, you'll get burnt-out.
And remember to go out every Saturday night now and then to find that something special, your Saturday night-special.

Written by Corey