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This will prolly be meandering, 'cause my head is mixed up.
I don't know what it's connected to, if anything, but lately I've been feeling really upset about being attracted to other guys. I keep wondering how I got this way, and why it had to happen to me. I get pissed because I didn't have any choice about it, and then pissed at the world because so many people hate people like me/us even though we didn't have any choice in the matter.
I haven't been out even two years yet, and here I am back wanting God to change me, wanting to be "normal", and all that scene. I get tense over it, stressed, and it makes other stress worse, like:
Loneliness. I lost almost all my friends and most of my family when I came out, and have only made one, maybe two new friends since, and only my dad has come around (but doesn't want to hear about it) -- prolly thanks to my mom.
Finances. I don't dare try to have a social life around where I live, unless I want to risk a knife in the ribs, or having all those ribs broken very carefully and methodically. The closest place to have any kind of social life is almost two hours away (okay, I did it in seventy-eight minutes once when I needed to be at my fave gay bar now). On that road I get about 19 mpg, and gas out here has been over $3/gal like forever (and is now $3.52, headed for $3.57 by the end of the month), so by the time I get to the bar, I can't afford to be there. I keep thinking if I lived out there, I could go to the bar two nights a week instead of once every two weeks.
? There was a third thing, but I can't think of it now.
Anyway... is this a normal stage to go through? WTF do I do about/with it?

I don't know what it's connected to, if anything, but lately I've been feeling really upset about being attracted to other guys. I keep wondering how I got this way, and why it had to happen to me. I get pissed because I didn't have any choice about it, and then pissed at the world because so many people hate people like me/us even though we didn't have any choice in the matter.
I haven't been out even two years yet, and here I am back wanting God to change me, wanting to be "normal", and all that scene. I get tense over it, stressed, and it makes other stress worse, like:
Loneliness. I lost almost all my friends and most of my family when I came out, and have only made one, maybe two new friends since, and only my dad has come around (but doesn't want to hear about it) -- prolly thanks to my mom.
Finances. I don't dare try to have a social life around where I live, unless I want to risk a knife in the ribs, or having all those ribs broken very carefully and methodically. The closest place to have any kind of social life is almost two hours away (okay, I did it in seventy-eight minutes once when I needed to be at my fave gay bar now). On that road I get about 19 mpg, and gas out here has been over $3/gal like forever (and is now $3.52, headed for $3.57 by the end of the month), so by the time I get to the bar, I can't afford to be there. I keep thinking if I lived out there, I could go to the bar two nights a week instead of once every two weeks.
? There was a third thing, but I can't think of it now.
Anyway... is this a normal stage to go through? WTF do I do about/with it?


































