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By Dara Fisher Recently I had a conversation with a friend from high school that caused the wheels in my head to start turning.   He is gay, though we’ve been friends since before he came to that realization.   He jokingly called me a “fag hag” and I was taken aback.   I’ve had several people call me that name before but they were folks that didn’t know me personally or at least well enough to know that my existence in the gay community is one I was born into, not chosen as a social situation.   This friend however is very familiar with my family and knows my gay parents.   When I protested his label by saying that I’m not a fag hag but rather a member of the gay community, he informed me in no uncertain terms that I was not actually part of the gay community because I am not a lesbian myself.   We had a few little exchanges and ultimately, we left at the agree to disagree point because he wasn’t willing to listen to my point of view and being as stubbo