When you’re pansexual you see diffrent genders as flavors of ice cream and you love them all. You may love one kind of ice cream (like strawberry) or a certain element (like chocolate ribbons) more, but it doesn’t make any other flavor less enjoyable.
Now, when other sexualities come in you get confused.
A bi-sexual comes in and only likes chocolate and vanilla. That’s odd, but whatever. A homosexual comes in and only likes chocolate, doesn’t even find vanilla interesting. Again, weird, but its their choice and the bi-sexual is makeing eyes so you’re distracted.
Next a straight person comes in and only likes vanilla. The bi-sexual is comeing on hard so you don’t even notice.
Then the the whole place erupts in absolute chaos!
A self-proclaimed “purist” has come in and is shouting at everyone. They’re railing at the homosexual for chooseing chocolate instead vanilla, saying they have commited a terrible sin and must be sent to doctors to be “cured”. The bi-sexual comes forward to stand by the homosexual and the “purist” calls them a traitor for likeing both. The other straight person is trying to ignore everything so they can enjoy their vanilla. Now the “purist” is yelling at the vendor for even offering multiple flavors and demands he take them away, but the vendor is too busy keeping his buisness running to do anything other then glare (and makeing plans to increase the number of flavors). Outside is an asexual who is very happy they have no interest in ice cream and is thusly ignored by the “purist”.
And there you are, the pansexual, who is irritated by the “purist” but also terrible confused by this whole things.
Its ice cream, why can’t we just choose our flavor and thank the vendor for makeing them?
And that’s what its like being a pansexual.