11-27-2012, 06:19 PM
Hi,
It took me a while to make up my mind for this. I've been around this forums a few times, read some posts, and felt like I need someone to be there for me, someone to hear me out and tell me what to do because I am starting to hate my life, let us begin.
I'm 20 years old from Kuwait. I was born in a religious family ( All families are religious here) and I have a very caring family that are very connected and close to each other. I grew up with my mom and three sisters, dad and mom got divorced. I love my family and my sisters raised me to be a good person, taught me whats right and whats wrong. My family is with everything and is too open-minded in comparison to other families in Kuwait, but theres this obvious thing that is bothering me. They hate gays, because they are all muslim and islam is a religion that says KILL THE FAGS!, literally, it says that. Imagine yourself born in a life controlled by a religion that orders to kill you, it does sound awful I know, but i don't feel so bad as i'm used to it, so my sisters are married and they have sons/daughters, which makes me an uncle. I love my family and they love me, but they know nothing about what I truly want to be. I live a life full of lies. I have straight friends that like me, and I like them, but the part is that I have to lie and I have to adapt in order to survive.
Two years ago, I met a guy that was with me in highschool. He told me he was bisexual and it made me feel sort of more comfortable talking to him (He trusted me too much as we were sort of good friends back then in school). I was so desperate so I came out to him. He was very cool about it and he kept everything I told him a secret. He was there for me whenever I needed him (Always texting, we see eachother irl but its mostly greetings, i'll explain why further on) He helped me so much for only listening to what i say as it made me throw a great burden that was buried deep in my heart. His very very big problem was that he used to hit on me continuously. He was extremely ugly from the looks, but not the personality. I couldn't help it as I don't want to sound rude, but i'd rather sleep with a girl than even kiss him, that's the least i can say about his looks. Looks play a great part, and tragically he just doesn't own even an average look. He kept asking me out and I couldn't help it i had to refuse because I cant stand being in a relationship with someone that can't even stay with me longer because he is socially awkward, but somehow really nice when texting. A few months passed, and I met one of my cousins that I haven't met in about five years. He was this very adorable chubby man (one year older than me). He was one of the nicest people I had met. We became best friends and he taught me a lot. One of the days we were in his dark room, he told me hey can i ask you something? I said ok..., he said promise you'll be honest, then i said I promise. He said, are you gay? I panic'd. I remained silent for 30 seconds don't know what to say because I trusted him too much and I was afraid he would hate me if i was (because the majority of the population hates gays), so I told him if i remain silent that means yes, and i did remain silent, so he understood. Then he asked me, do you feel better now? I said no. I was afraid, super afraid, not knowing what to do. Then he said im okay with that man, dont be afraid. I felt so much better when he said that, and longstory short, he taught me how to accept myself and he was this one fucking amazing cousin that literally help me with everything, but our personalities did not really match, he was being very controlling, and he always found his statements correct because he thinks that logic = success, so we had this huge argument and this very big problem with him was that he used to tell me im a hypocrite, i'm a lier, i don't mean my words, yet he never understood what I truly meant behind the words i used. He never allowed me to explain myself completely and he was a disaster. So i cut my relationship with him for a year, and he called me in a random day apologizing for all he did, and I was feeling desperate again, so i forgive him and we got back together as friends. Months pass, and the same issue comes up. You can't argue with a person that is 99% of the time right, that was basically our every single argument. One day i woke up and I realized that everything I'm doing is gonna get me nowhere, I had to take an action, so i asked him that i'm not gonna see him for seven days as i'll be busy. 8 days passed and he sends me a message "8 days pass and you don't text me, be this fucking person we're done" and guess what? Like an idiot i go for him home to explain my situation so he forgives me. He was controlling my life, and I never truly understood that until the relationship reached a part where literally 1 word getting out of my mouth would get him mad and make me stay for 3 hours silent waiting for his forgiveness. I didn't have the guts, i was afraid of cutting relationship with the only person that accepted me that is not socially awkward. We stopped talking for about a month now and i'm over him. This time i promise i won't get back to him, now let me get to this recent issue i'm facing.
Having no sex is hard, i see muscular and hot sexy men daily that stare back at me, and I can't tell them how i feel because man sexual relationship is forbidden to the extreme, so there was this guy that was with me in school, his name was Joseph. Hes this one fucking sexy muscular man that gets me super horny everytime I look at him. I've always heard rumors of him in school that he fucks boys, and no one could say a word to him because he was the most masculine and strongest man in the school, he was that badass boy, so one of my friends gave him my Phone number, and he started sending me whatsapp messages. At first, i was sort of afraid of him because Its truly hard to trust someone, but we're texting eachother for about a year now, and he is the sweetest man ever. He is so nice to me and hes always honest to me about everything and he has a thing for me as he literally said that I look cute. I never really showed him that I'm into him until recently (indirectly). I really want to be with someone like him, but i'm afraid its the desperation that is guiding me towards him, or its that he just wants to fuck me and thats it. I am hopeless. I am broken, I don't know what to do.
Your advice will be highly appreciated!
It took me a while to make up my mind for this. I've been around this forums a few times, read some posts, and felt like I need someone to be there for me, someone to hear me out and tell me what to do because I am starting to hate my life, let us begin.
I'm 20 years old from Kuwait. I was born in a religious family ( All families are religious here) and I have a very caring family that are very connected and close to each other. I grew up with my mom and three sisters, dad and mom got divorced. I love my family and my sisters raised me to be a good person, taught me whats right and whats wrong. My family is with everything and is too open-minded in comparison to other families in Kuwait, but theres this obvious thing that is bothering me. They hate gays, because they are all muslim and islam is a religion that says KILL THE FAGS!, literally, it says that. Imagine yourself born in a life controlled by a religion that orders to kill you, it does sound awful I know, but i don't feel so bad as i'm used to it, so my sisters are married and they have sons/daughters, which makes me an uncle. I love my family and they love me, but they know nothing about what I truly want to be. I live a life full of lies. I have straight friends that like me, and I like them, but the part is that I have to lie and I have to adapt in order to survive.
Two years ago, I met a guy that was with me in highschool. He told me he was bisexual and it made me feel sort of more comfortable talking to him (He trusted me too much as we were sort of good friends back then in school). I was so desperate so I came out to him. He was very cool about it and he kept everything I told him a secret. He was there for me whenever I needed him (Always texting, we see eachother irl but its mostly greetings, i'll explain why further on) He helped me so much for only listening to what i say as it made me throw a great burden that was buried deep in my heart. His very very big problem was that he used to hit on me continuously. He was extremely ugly from the looks, but not the personality. I couldn't help it as I don't want to sound rude, but i'd rather sleep with a girl than even kiss him, that's the least i can say about his looks. Looks play a great part, and tragically he just doesn't own even an average look. He kept asking me out and I couldn't help it i had to refuse because I cant stand being in a relationship with someone that can't even stay with me longer because he is socially awkward, but somehow really nice when texting. A few months passed, and I met one of my cousins that I haven't met in about five years. He was this very adorable chubby man (one year older than me). He was one of the nicest people I had met. We became best friends and he taught me a lot. One of the days we were in his dark room, he told me hey can i ask you something? I said ok..., he said promise you'll be honest, then i said I promise. He said, are you gay? I panic'd. I remained silent for 30 seconds don't know what to say because I trusted him too much and I was afraid he would hate me if i was (because the majority of the population hates gays), so I told him if i remain silent that means yes, and i did remain silent, so he understood. Then he asked me, do you feel better now? I said no. I was afraid, super afraid, not knowing what to do. Then he said im okay with that man, dont be afraid. I felt so much better when he said that, and longstory short, he taught me how to accept myself and he was this one fucking amazing cousin that literally help me with everything, but our personalities did not really match, he was being very controlling, and he always found his statements correct because he thinks that logic = success, so we had this huge argument and this very big problem with him was that he used to tell me im a hypocrite, i'm a lier, i don't mean my words, yet he never understood what I truly meant behind the words i used. He never allowed me to explain myself completely and he was a disaster. So i cut my relationship with him for a year, and he called me in a random day apologizing for all he did, and I was feeling desperate again, so i forgive him and we got back together as friends. Months pass, and the same issue comes up. You can't argue with a person that is 99% of the time right, that was basically our every single argument. One day i woke up and I realized that everything I'm doing is gonna get me nowhere, I had to take an action, so i asked him that i'm not gonna see him for seven days as i'll be busy. 8 days passed and he sends me a message "8 days pass and you don't text me, be this fucking person we're done" and guess what? Like an idiot i go for him home to explain my situation so he forgives me. He was controlling my life, and I never truly understood that until the relationship reached a part where literally 1 word getting out of my mouth would get him mad and make me stay for 3 hours silent waiting for his forgiveness. I didn't have the guts, i was afraid of cutting relationship with the only person that accepted me that is not socially awkward. We stopped talking for about a month now and i'm over him. This time i promise i won't get back to him, now let me get to this recent issue i'm facing.
Having no sex is hard, i see muscular and hot sexy men daily that stare back at me, and I can't tell them how i feel because man sexual relationship is forbidden to the extreme, so there was this guy that was with me in school, his name was Joseph. Hes this one fucking sexy muscular man that gets me super horny everytime I look at him. I've always heard rumors of him in school that he fucks boys, and no one could say a word to him because he was the most masculine and strongest man in the school, he was that badass boy, so one of my friends gave him my Phone number, and he started sending me whatsapp messages. At first, i was sort of afraid of him because Its truly hard to trust someone, but we're texting eachother for about a year now, and he is the sweetest man ever. He is so nice to me and hes always honest to me about everything and he has a thing for me as he literally said that I look cute. I never really showed him that I'm into him until recently (indirectly). I really want to be with someone like him, but i'm afraid its the desperation that is guiding me towards him, or its that he just wants to fuck me and thats it. I am hopeless. I am broken, I don't know what to do.
Your advice will be highly appreciated!