There comes a point in every guy's life where he starts to define what he truly believes in.
It starts young when he stops believing in everything he's been told: Santa exists, the Tooth Fairy is real, boys can't play with dolls.
He realizes that people are going to tell him differently. Some people are going to disagree with what he agrees with. This means he will have to stand up for himself.
And sometimes he will stand up for himself with thousands of other people who believe in the same belief, but he doesn't even know them. But they all do know each other because they all are the same in some way.
And it will be a long, tough fight.
There comes a point in every guy's life where he starts to define his beliefs. It can be scary. It can be frustrating. It can feel like there's really no hope no matter how hard you fight.
But when you have people who believe in you as much as you believe in your passions and in your fights and in your struggles, the defining isn't as scary as you think. Having friends here for you in the dead of cold on a Saturday morning to pat you on the back when you're trying so hard to not grit your teeth in frustration that you even have to be at a protest will mean the world. Having friends who will shiver right next to you when, really, the protest has nothing to do exactly with them will mean the world. Having a friend who is straight with a hot straight girlfriend hold a giant rainbow flag in the middle of a bunch of gay guys... that will mean the world. That will force you to keep defining in what it truly is you believe in.
Love.