Venting after a chat. . .
Hey guys.
I ran into someone in the chat room last night, a member of the site, I have seen his name around in different posts and such. He asked how I was and I told him I am working through the eventual probability of my marriage ending due to being gay. He eventually commented "well, if you want to be gay, be gay". This bothered me a lot because I have worked really hard trying to understand myself, some of my views, opinions, beliefs etc. I began seeking help not for myself, but for my son. Once I sat down and decided a completely honest, candid no holes barred look at me needed to be done, my true self began to emerge. I saw my first naked picture of a woman when I was 6, thanks to my step father leaving his porn mag open on the laundry hamper in our bathroom. It seemed wrong, and I was completely put off by it. She didn't seem to belong in the picture. The more I think about my orientation, the more I discover how gay I am. I am NOT ashamed of it. I feel actually really good about it, and it IS a relief. For the first time in my life I feel like I am fitting in my skin, and it feels REALLY GOOD. Everything seems to be lining up, I don't feel like I am sort of "off". God doesn't make mistakes, so there is a rhyme and reason for this. I take comfort that God has it in his hands. I know this other survivor has the problem with my views and it wasn't me. I just needed to vent, sorry.
I ran into someone in the chat room last night, a member of the site, I have seen his name around in different posts and such. He asked how I was and I told him I am working through the eventual probability of my marriage ending due to being gay. He eventually commented "well, if you want to be gay, be gay". This bothered me a lot because I have worked really hard trying to understand myself, some of my views, opinions, beliefs etc. I began seeking help not for myself, but for my son. Once I sat down and decided a completely honest, candid no holes barred look at me needed to be done, my true self began to emerge. I saw my first naked picture of a woman when I was 6, thanks to my step father leaving his porn mag open on the laundry hamper in our bathroom. It seemed wrong, and I was completely put off by it. She didn't seem to belong in the picture. The more I think about my orientation, the more I discover how gay I am. I am NOT ashamed of it. I feel actually really good about it, and it IS a relief. For the first time in my life I feel like I am fitting in my skin, and it feels REALLY GOOD. Everything seems to be lining up, I don't feel like I am sort of "off". God doesn't make mistakes, so there is a rhyme and reason for this. I take comfort that God has it in his hands. I know this other survivor has the problem with my views and it wasn't me. I just needed to vent, sorry.
