Jack: “Does everyone here think you’re straight?” Kyle: “Yeah. And I am. Little curious though.” Jack: “Ohhh haha ok ;)” Kyle: “Haha, but you’re a good looking guy” Jack: “Ha well thx. You too” Kyle: “You should come over” The above is the first conversation I ever had with “Jack”. I had just given him my phone number and we were on a yacht, playing footsie, at sunset. Cute, right? Hours before, I just unwittingly unhinged myself from a semi-dependent friendship – or rather, a complicated relationship with another person – because of an article I had written on this very blog that completely outraged him into never wanting to speak to me again. He was done; tired of being hurt by me, a person that would never reciprocate the same feelings toward him. And also probably hurt by the fact that I admitted I wanted to date girls again.…