Need I say more…

CHANGE WE CAN BELIEVE IN!!!!

CHANGE THIS COUNTRY NEEDS!!!

CHANGE THIS COUNTRY DESERVES!!!

YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN, YES WE CAN!!!

Relationships can be Painful and Addictive…

Ok, it’s been awhile since I have posted about “R”. As some of you may remember “R” and I have been involved for almost 18 years. We met many years ago through our son’s respective Scouting Troops. We hit it off almost from the first night we met. Although we were both married at the time, (I have since divorced) we got together whenever and wherever we could, and still do.

I have also posted previously about the guilt and frustration that I had during my marriage, and not facing many issues (cheating, being gay, lying etc.), but at the time this “relationship” worked out for us while still keeping our “secret” life.

Since divorcing my ex, although I am still in the closet I am yearning for the day when I can be free and honest to everyone around me. I would also love to be able to “settle down” and have an open and honest long term relationship. But I know that is something that may be years in the future, if ever. I know that as I approach my 50th birthday this year, the longer it takes for me to “come out” the less my chances for finding “Mr. Right”.

A Quickie for a Friend…

You know who you are, this one’s for you!

 

C’mon you know you want it! 

 

More later,

K

 

Some Clarification Please…

Okay, so I know that at the end of yesterday’s post, I said that I would go into a little more detail about the so-called “reparative therapy” that I tried to “straighten” myself out. I am still trying to put that experience into perspective so that I could relate it to you. I will tell you however, it wasn’t through one of those “formal” programs (i.e Exodus International) but rather through a priest that I new in a neighboring town.

Anyway, while thinking of that experience (and thankfully NO it wasn’t extreme), I remembered that I had saved a letter that was circulating around the ‘Net a while back. It has helped me deal with some of the more religious people that I know when they start quoting the bible to me about the abomination of homosexuality. Although these people who have brought up the topic don’t know that I am gay, they nevertheless feel that they have to “spread the word” so to speak by showing how truly righteous they are.

As I have said in previous postings, several members of my family are “out”, so when the discussion comes up about my family members and these god fearing, bible thumping, hate the sin, but love the sinner type of people start preaching hell and damnation to me I hit them up with some of the comments from the following letter from “Chad to Connie”. I can’t wait until the day when they learn about me and I then then give them a run for their money!

No, I Didn’t Forget…

Ok, some of you may have been thinking that I forgot the original reason why I started this blog because of my recent posts. Rest assured I haven’t and I am still trying to open the proverbial door so that I can finally proclaim to the world that I am an out and proud gay man.

Well, I have stepped out of the open door here in the blog-o-sphere, however coming out to my family and friends is still another matter. On one hand I have had no problem admitting to myself, after all, I knew I was “different” way back in grammar school. It wasn’t until High School that I was finally able to label what my “difference” was. Funny thing is almost everyone else in High School knew as they felt free to call me queer, faggot, homo and every other word they could think of to let me know that they knew. Even after being beat up several times, in between the name calling, I still clung to the false notion that I wasn’t what they said I was, although in my heart of hearts I knew the truth.