- May 2, 2006
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I'm just... I don't even know. I'm gay and I can't share my life with someone, and I'm so bitter about that. Bitter at God and at the Church. I want to go hiking and look over mountains and share the beauty with someone. I want to look up at the beauty of the stars and feel small with someone else. Lay there on a blanket and hear his breathing. Lay my head against his chest and hear the wonderful music of his heartbeat. I also want the bad stuff that comes in relationships/marriage. I want to cook dinner for him and the kids when he gets home from work, and he be in a cranky mood and the kids be acting up. I want the bad morning breath, the disagreements.... everything. I want all of that. And I can't.
I can't share beauty and heartache with that one special someone. No hugs, no cuddles, no love. I won't be old one day and sit in a rocking chair looking back at photo albums of us once upon a time, of our kids, who now have our grandkids...
I want to share my life with someone and raise a family. It's like... is that so bad? And I talk to everyone - Christian friends (not the agnostic/neopagan ones who tell me to just live my life and "be gay"), priests, monks... But I don't know anyone else struggling with this, and I hate it. I don't have a reason to get up in the morning. When there's no school, I wake up, and lay in bed an hour or so, till I have to get up to go pee. How pathetic is that? The reason I get out of bed in the morning is to go pee....
I hate even waking up at all.
And I hate God and the Church and myself, because I know this is the Truth, and I know there is a God, so I can't just go and be something else.
I don't know. I'm just sick of being lonely and looking forward to lonely Valentine's Days for the rest of my life, looking forward to a lonely, bleak future, old and alone (if I live that long) without having shared my life with that special someone....
I can't share beauty and heartache with that one special someone. No hugs, no cuddles, no love. I won't be old one day and sit in a rocking chair looking back at photo albums of us once upon a time, of our kids, who now have our grandkids...
I want to share my life with someone and raise a family. It's like... is that so bad? And I talk to everyone - Christian friends (not the agnostic/neopagan ones who tell me to just live my life and "be gay"), priests, monks... But I don't know anyone else struggling with this, and I hate it. I don't have a reason to get up in the morning. When there's no school, I wake up, and lay in bed an hour or so, till I have to get up to go pee. How pathetic is that? The reason I get out of bed in the morning is to go pee....
And I hate God and the Church and myself, because I know this is the Truth, and I know there is a God, so I can't just go and be something else.
I don't know. I'm just sick of being lonely and looking forward to lonely Valentine's Days for the rest of my life, looking forward to a lonely, bleak future, old and alone (if I live that long) without having shared my life with that special someone....