Today some guy was making fun(?) Of my art, because I was embarrassed saying "yeah it's pretty gay." And he said "are you gay?" And I said "no-well. I'm not straight, but I'm not gay either." He asked if I was bisexual and I said "well,no,it's like that though,just even more. I'm pansexual. I would date males females and nonbinary. He was confused. I used transgender as an exaplmple because some straight/bi won't date them because they don't view them as " real" men/women (which is rude and stupid)he asked "you'd date a tranny?" (Which pissed me off. I said "one of my exes is transgender." and he smiled widely, snickering and whispering to his male friend. This ticked me off. He kept referring to them as "trannies" which got me pissed and I calmly told him not to use that word. He asked about my sexuality further, asking if I thought his female friend was hot. I replied honestly. "I'm not interested in her, or people in general in that way." He was confused, "you don't use that word? What do you call them? Sexy??" And I said "no. I just said I am not interested in that way. I don't really have a sex drive." He again,whispered to his male friend. Which made me angry and self conscious. He asked if I ever tried, I said "I'm not interested in sex. " wanting to leave it at that
He asked again. "But have you tried? How do you know you don't like it?" I wanted to reply "because I know what I do and do not like" but I was more and more mad by the second and knew he'd keep asking. I coldly replied "not Consensually." He whispered to the guy and I was very angry and anxious and sick and felt a little like crying. Among the whispers I hear "did you hear what she said? Not /Consensually/ " he looks over at me again and its that same stuoid face but with another expression,too. I said "yes that is implied." And I'm so upset I let that slip. I don't tell some of NY BEST FRIENDS that, I can't believe I told some dumb strangers my last problems, I hated myself and wished he didn't pry about my sex life. I feel like he got a ****ING kick out of it, and I hate myself and everything I feel...I don't know.