Hmm, well like James said, I don't ever remember making a choice of what I liked. If I had the choice, I would have (back then) never in a million years chosen to be gay. It caused a lot of personal problems (and to some extent still does), and completely isolated me from what I saw back then as the 'ideal teenage boy'. I fought it for so long, but the harder I tried to get rid of it, the stronger the urges became. Also, leading a double life is no fun and is mentally exhausting. Some days I look back on those days and its a wonder I didn't go crazy and/or put a gun to my head.
A lot of people have it in their head that gays are effeminate, wimpy whores who suck every dick and screw every ass that is put in front of them. Many view it as a culture out on the fringes that could never be 'normal'. Well, when I told people I broke that stereotype in their mind. They were shocked that someone like me could actually be gay. A guy who played sports, had all straight friends, had aspirations (and still do) to serve in the Army, etc could be a fag. I honestly wish I could have recorded the looks on some of the faces. They were priceless.
There is no gay lifestyle. There will always be the tweeking whorish club boys, the monogamous couple with the white picket fence in the suburbs, the jocks, the geeks, the fems, the masculines, on and on and on.
Tell me. Can you really lump all straight people into one category? Answer: No. Same goes for gay/bi/lesbian/trans or whatever.
Anyone who believes that many people would make a choice to go through hell in one point of their life or another is f**king retarded.