LandSome80
Slut
I know I should stop whining and moving my ass.
Writing in this forum or using social is the only time of leisure I have, even at work (where I have always been understood and never judged) they start to treat me like shit.
Me and him (my best friend lover) genuinely love each other and without him I could not live and I know that talking to you is useless but I have to vent.
I go to the psychologist and it works a bit too but it still remains someone I pay and lately I don’t have enough money (my business has economic problems despite we work day and night). My wife recently got pregnant, and as they told me, she doesn't want anymore any of this.
My world is falling down, sometimes I wonder if it makes sense to give up everything for 'Dave' but then I think about his problems and I understand no (although I suppose I could with the help of a psychiatrist) but then I think to my wife and I realize that she is now pregnant and anyway we got married (I don’t know if I had already mentioned that my parents raised me in an extremely Catholic family).
Or about waiting for the baby to be 16 years old and say, "Hi, honey, Dad loves his childhood best friend and long time lover" but I would be an horrible dad.
I love my wife, I want to make that clear, but Dave’s crisis makes me feel bad about all this charade.
I don’t know what to do.
The worst thing is: only with Dave I feel myself, only with him I can have fun like when we were teen doing raves.
Writing in this forum or using social is the only time of leisure I have, even at work (where I have always been understood and never judged) they start to treat me like shit.
Me and him (my best friend lover) genuinely love each other and without him I could not live and I know that talking to you is useless but I have to vent.
I go to the psychologist and it works a bit too but it still remains someone I pay and lately I don’t have enough money (my business has economic problems despite we work day and night). My wife recently got pregnant, and as they told me, she doesn't want anymore any of this.
My world is falling down, sometimes I wonder if it makes sense to give up everything for 'Dave' but then I think about his problems and I understand no (although I suppose I could with the help of a psychiatrist) but then I think to my wife and I realize that she is now pregnant and anyway we got married (I don’t know if I had already mentioned that my parents raised me in an extremely Catholic family).
Or about waiting for the baby to be 16 years old and say, "Hi, honey, Dad loves his childhood best friend and long time lover" but I would be an horrible dad.
I love my wife, I want to make that clear, but Dave’s crisis makes me feel bad about all this charade.
I don’t know what to do.
The worst thing is: only with Dave I feel myself, only with him I can have fun like when we were teen doing raves.









