Jay222 Wrote:I am a perfectionist and think I should be everyone's friend and know everything about everything. This gay thing is eating my brain alive, driving me to drink and making me depressed/suicidal.
Speaking for myself here - with me, "this gay thing" isn't any big deal. You dig women, I dig guys, but otherwise, there's no real big difference. If your co-workers think you're gay, the proper response is just "actually, I'm not". That's it.
Jay222 Wrote:Would you mind sharing how you knew you were gay?
It wasn't aimed at me, but I'll answer too.
Until I was 19, I assumed I was straight. I was horny like every teenager, and jerked off like most do. But no woman really...did anything for me. I figured I was "picky", and once I found the right woman, I'd have my libido kick into gear.
But at age 19, I wondered if perhaps I were gay. It seemed silly - presumably, I should've KNOWN by then. But I went outside, and waited around to see a guy that I could active ogle. A jogger went by, and I gave him a surreptitious once-over as he approached me, and a more thorough look once he passed.
....and my dick nearly tore through my jeans.
Starting then, I started fantasizing about guys. And my sex drive ramped up something fierce. It's only now cooling down over twenty years later.
Lex