My example is the best friend of a friend of mine. A New Yorker, lived an incredibly licentious gay lifestyle for about five years at all the New York bathhouses, was extremely lucky to have opted out before AIDS became rampant in the gay community by the late 1980s, and today is a 52-year old with two children. I don't think his wife or children know about his lifestyle back then.
Dennis Prager has documented that homosexuality, at least amongst men, increases significantly when society's morals drop. The reason is that men will switch over if the sex becomes easy and there is no more disapproval.
No one is born that way, they are merely trapped in that lifestyle by choice (their own or an evil person’s molestation/abuse of their body and or minds)!
They may also be entrapped demonically in this lifestyle-in WHICH case they ALL need Jesus-the Savior and only way to know God, and true freedom from this perversion!~
Actually, I think we’re all born sinners.
Yes, I heard stories about gay bathhouses that curled my toes. One fellow was a grandfather whose wife fully supported his gayness. Probably his grandkids too. A wonderful down-to-earth guy, a good friend, but an emotional wreck who flew into very gay hissy fits about whatever. Probably bipolar, certainly confused.
A good, good friend went out and I swear intentionally acquired HIV. That was 18 years ago, and my friend is still going strong, looks more like a movie star than ever. But tellingly, he reproached me one day for “wearing that sexy blouse” because, after all, “I’m a gay man, but I’m still a man, and I don’t want to be attracted to you.” I’m sure he could have gone either way, but not with me, as I realized how dangerous he was.
The 1989 book, The Gods in Everyman by psychiatrist Jean Shinoda Bolen, describes the Poseidon man, a major type, who may be a leader but is also artistic and creative, inclined in later years to turn to male lovers. (Leonard Bernstein) Because I work in a creative, artistic field, I know plenty of these guys. They make great girlfriends up to a point. But there’s always a limit to such a friendship because one day, he may turn on you with no warning and for no discernible reason except an inherent distrust of women. I really cannot fault them, certainly cannot hate them, and don’t even feel sorry for them. What is is.
Glad your friend escaped the life in time to save his life.