Topics like this always scare me because it always exposes the underbelly; that we haven't even accepted it for ourselves yet. Sure, we can come out, act on our sexual orientations, or just accept it as part of our lives that needs to be put aside, but it almost comes across as selfish. What about the future generation's choice in the matter? What are we doing on a daily basis, if there's general agreement that we don't forsee a normalization of alternative sexualities, all trauma and pain? We're kind of stuck between revelling in being on the edge and being treated like any other person, and everyone seems to have a new idea about what to do.
I, for one, don't think it's our decision to make so rashly, or have it hinged on the nature/nurture debate. It isn't a problem to be "solved" by regulating it. If it really was so difficult and we were able to cure it all by medicating it, it would only be fooling ourselves to think that it doesn't exist. Wouldn't there need to be someone to identify it, in order to be treated? Things like this aren't easily masked over, like it's some fad or fashion.
It's as if, I would rather never know why it happens, as I don't see its existence harming humanity or life on this planet. Really, it isn't that big a deal in the scheme of things whether it was induced naturally and/or artificially. It's like asking what life and all its profundities all exist for. Like we need it all to be filled with meaning, cause and effect.
We exist. These abstract defintions and developed parts of our identity exist. What we make of it is all we've got to go on.
I wonder more what withdrawl and cravings would look like. There's a nagging voice in my head that doubts I would be marking my calendar to pick up a new pack.
