![]() ![]() By the way, 1973 was same year that the American Psychiatric Association finally deduced that being gay was not a mental illness … something I could have told them if they had only bothered to ask. What I really wanted was impossible: a boyfriend. I graduated from the Martha’s Vineyard Regional High School in 1973, never having or wanting a girlfriend. I am sure I hurt her feelings without ever being able to tell her why. Looking back, I feel particularly bad about one girl who had a serious crush on me, and whom I had to eventually “fend off” before it went too far. I attended our prom, the senior ball, and other social events with a girl on my arm because I loved to dance and socialize. Soon I was in high school, hormones and all, with little I could do to act on any romantic desires I may have had.
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