My homosexuality on the other hand, is NOT A CHOICE. I didn't pick it. I wouldn't change it if I could, any more than any black person would deliberately go out and change the color of their skin. It's a part of me. But I certainly didn't choose it, any more than the color of my hair, my height, or any other part of me.
I've written this a billion times, and I'm writing it again. What makes me gay isn't my behavior, it's my feelings. Homosexuality isn't about behavior, it's about who you fall in love with and are attracted to. Choice has nothing to do with it.
Of course I could choose to marry a man and have a monogamous relationship with him for the rest of my life. But that wouldn't make me heterosexual. That would make me a gay woman in a relationship with a man. A miserable relationship that I hated, he hated, and any children we had hated. It would be a destructive mess to everyone concerned. Want proof of that? If you're heterosexual, picture yourself in a relationship with someone of your own sex. Think you could make it work? Think you would be happy? I thought not. Thousands of gay people have entered into relationships with someone of the opposite sex and can attest to the destruction and misery it causes.
Source: Steph Mineart