The Truth

What exactly is the truth? Of course everyone has different perceptions of what the truth really is. But here is a question for you...would you (with your values, principles and beliefs) classify non-disclosure of certain information as lying or not telling the truth? Let me provide you a scenario to analyze.
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Two guys, who have just recently met and have started to lay a foundation for a solid friendship are in a dimly lit, chilled-out, cocoa brew aroma filled coffee house. Both men boys have been in deep conversation with one another for quite some time, when the taller and leaner of the two of them probed deeper into the sexual presence of the young man in front of him. "So, what are you?" the tall and lean boy asks. The young man opposite of him is taken aback by the abrupt interrogation. His response was a mere "...what?".
"You know what I mean. Don't pretend you don't. Come one you can tell me."
"I don't really know what to tell you. I'm what I am. Is that good enough?"
"No. Why won't you tell me. It's not like I'll judge you." The tall boy kept on.
The young man replied, "I know you wouldn't. That's not the point. I don't think that sort of thing is important. And I don't think I should have to tell you, unless I feel as though I need to."
"Ok. Fine. Don't tell me the truth. It's up to you, if you feel as though lying is a great way to begin this friendship." The lean boy retorted, and they both stared at each other for a few moments and at the same time took a sip of their coffee, now cold, much like the air that surrounds the young men.
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Now, obviously this story is not verbatim and not to the exact detail of the actual encounter but it gets the point across. One can especially note the excessive cheesiness of their choice of words. haha. Anyway, I was the young man being asked about my sexuality. And to be honest with you, I, at the moment am still as confused as ever. At the time he asked me, too many thoughts came into my head; jumbled, twisted and all wet. Yes, all wet, making it even more difficult to untangle! My sexual identity has been an inner battle for several years now. Two years to be exact. At one point, I thought I had accepted it for what it was, but in the recent months I find myself as confused as I was at the very beginning. Is this really how it's supposed to be? It's full of anguish and confusion on my part, while those around me view me as distant and moody. Haha. I don't blame them. I've been trying to make myself less available, not in the physical sense of not being there, but in the sense that I don't allow myself to be truly myself. So, back to what I originally wanted to talk about. Was he justified in telling me that I was not telling him the truth, and that our friendship was one based on lies? When we were in elementary school and we started to make friends we never asked each other these types of questions. Which do you prefer, men or women? What's your religion? Do you wear boxers or briefs? For me, they are irrelevant when it comes to establishing relationships. It helps shape the person, yes, that's true. But it certainly does not define who they are. People don't say, "Oh that guy is boxer-wearing kind of guy," and at the same time people don't react with "Oooh. Interesting." Am I right?

So what exactly I am, some of you may be asking. How do I define myself? I don't. I'm just me. And if you have a problem with that, please voice it and tell me. I would love to hear other people's opinions on this. Anyhow, this was my first post! Yay. I hope you guys liked it and will hopefully keep coming back to read it as time goes on.

If you have anything to say just leave a comment or e-mail me @ jprtenn@gmail.com.

Twisted and Complicated,

Jay