Growing up gay I always heard that it was wrong to love a man and that I should love a woman instead. To be a man who loved a woman meant that I was right, not wrong. But I still loved women. Don’t get me wrong. One of my early childhood heroes was Mulan. I got a doll from the Disney movie right after the release. And there was zero chance of any gender toy bias stopping me from getting it. In some ways I always kept women close to me whether it was the Cheetah Girls, neighborhood friends that happened to be the opposite sex, Elle Woods, and again Mulan. However, I just wish that the men who told me what to do would practice what they preached. They told me how to love, but they themselves would never indulge in what women had to offer. At a young age I quickly learned that loving a woman was so much more than physical love. To love a woman meant to listen and to harmonize. Unfortunately, I also realized that so many men, and even some women, would try to tear down those very bold principles I held. Principles that those men told me to believe in. And that’s why I openly call myself a feminist. Real men don’t get caught up in gender roles. Real men don’t love only a single part of a woman. If real men are suppose to love women then they should appreciate and participate in the contributions that women have so graciously given us.