Wait, Am I Gay?
Male friends, I got a few of them. Female friends? Zero. So does that mean I'm gay?
Well, it depends on what you mean by gay. To me, gay means being happy. And bro — I'm happy as fuck! 😅
I'm not saying I'm happy because I'm gay oooh. Eih. But if gay means happy, and I'm happy, then... does that mean I'm gay because I'm happy? Or happy because I'm gay?
See, we'll probably never know. But let me be honest — the idea of having a female friend has never even crossed my mind.
The PDF Incident
That's why I could collect the number of the nicest girl on campus during an exam... and instead of texting "Hi 👋", I sent her... a file.
A whole PDF dossier of herself.
And when I say "herself," I mean I attached her picture, wrote her full name, described her family, named her father, mother, and even her brother.
Yeah... her brother. That guy's a senior Java developer in some country outside Ghana. And I kinda fell in love with his LinkedIn profile.
Some people will call it creepy. I call it beautiful. It felt right, you know?
And that's when the floodgates opened. The girl who normally replies with "k", "yh", "hmm"... suddenly turned into a whole novelist.
"How did you know this?"
"Where did you see that?"
"Why won't you answer my questions?"
"ARE YOU OKAY??"
Messages just kept dropping like rainfall in Takoradi. And me? I just went offline — intentionally. 😎
When I came back, more paragraphs were waiting. That's how the convo began.
But the Old Me?
That guy who used to Google:
"How to talk to girls"
"How to keep a convo going with a girl"
"What to ask a girl you like"
That guy is long gone.
Now? If you don't text back — cool. We move. My time? Fucking valuable. And I'm not sharing that with just anyone's daughter.
So... Am I Gay?
Maybe I am. Maybe I'm just peaceful. Maybe I just like vibes over flirting. Maybe I just want my energy to stay clean and unbothered.
Will I stay gay forever? Maybe yes. But the other gay? Definitely not. I just know this isn't the season for that.
So to any girl out there I might be ignoring: I hope you forget me. I'm just gay.