As of today, RJ and I are both 25 years old. Personally, I think this is great news since I get the huge insurance rate deduction, but I’ve been noticing that a lot of people, especially in the gay community, get pressed when it comes to discussing their age. It seems like every year after 21 is just another step closer to the grave. Well… I guess there’s some merit to that, but I’ve just been wondering why the LGBT community in particular is so critical over age.
Honestly though, I know I’ve joked a few times about friends older than me and how they’re basically mummies and friends younger than me and how they’re basically fetuses, but where did all the age hate come from? Maybe it’s the community’s never-ending search to be (physically) beautiful and youthful? Probably. It sucks how the nastiest few of any group tends to have the loudest opinions.
I know 25 isn’t any age that someone should be upset to turn. In fact, I’m so proud of who I am today and who I’ve surrounded myself with. I’m ecstatic about turning 25. Think of how many people never got the opportunity.
Just some thoughts I wanted to share on my birthday. Let me know yours in the comment section below.