You're like a guy in a museum who walks over to another guy looking appreciatively at Michaelangelo's David. And starts a conversation thusly,
-"You known, I'm not gay anymore"
-"Excuse me ?"
-"I used to be just like you, you know, but I have a girlfriend and everything now. And you know someone with a girlfriend isn't gay."
-"Well, I'm not gay"
-"Then why are you looking at that penis ?"
-"What penis ?"
-"THAT Penis, right there! God how can you live in such denial? Good grief man, stop being so obsessed about the penis! I used to be like that you know, always obsessing about the penis. But now I have a girlfriend, I'm no longer thinking about penisses all the time. Maybe you should stop thinking about penisses as well."
-"Please go away"
-"It so sad how some people live in such denial. I'm so happy I'm no longer thinking about penis all the time. Did I mention I have a girlfriend now ?"
One has to be very delusional, or desperately wanting to convince himself that he is "normal", to expect his experience of life to be exactly like everyone else's. Funny that you would come here still, to tell us how our lives should be more like yours. Not everybody was drawn to Cracky-pics for the same reasons you were, which in your case seems to be because you identified with the pathos you read into them.
In other words, speak for yourself, and only for yourself.