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If you could somehow delete the rainbow flag from existence, along with pride parades, drag, circuit parties, any representation or even mention in media and everything else associated with "gay" including the word itself, I would still be the same man, attracted only to other men. I didn't have to be told by anyone else it existed. No words were required. It was a very unwelcome discovery through noticing my male peers strong and sudden interest in girls, knowing that they were sexually inert to me but the guys most certainly were not. I intuitively knew I was different, I knew how, and I hated it. I wasn't recruited or molested. My parents were moderately strict but not abusive. I was a good Catholic boy, and every night I prayed to God begging him to release me from this curse, and asking his forgiveness. I didn't know what I had to have done wrong to deserve it, but I knew it must have been bad. My homosexuality wasn't some trendy club I joined, nor some adolescent rebellion. It felt like my own body was betraying me in the worst possible way. I love my life now, have an amazing boyfriend, and have long since made peace with my nature and dealt with the baggage it saddled me with. I still recognize that teenaged me never would have chosen this if given the choice. So don't tell me I "identify as" gay, it's just what I am. That word's just a short, easy way to describe one aspect of me, like saying I'm tall. Pick any word you want, or even never mention it again, and it doesn't change a thing. I'd still be me. Still a figgot.