Hi guys, I only just found this site and have been reading lots of the posts and wanted to post my story and hear any feedback from you all.
Well I'm in my late 30s and have known for 20yrs that I like guys and girls didn't really do anything for me. But like so many other people I tried to go along with societies expectations, so I didn't do anything about my sexually and essentially buried all feelings and emotions deep as I was in denial about my sexuality for a long time. I decided that I didn't want to / couldn't come out and so as long as I lived alone and never got involved with anyone it would not be a problem and I would not have to confront any issues and could live in self denial. I did not want to try and marry a girl to cover things up as I felt that this would only ruin someone else's life and would be completely wrong.
Over time I got used to being self sufficient and comfortable in my own company, as I had little choice as one of the big downsides of being closeted is that you either lie to your friends about relationships, which I never did, or you avoid letting people get close so they don't ever ask you personal questions, which is what I have done. Due to this avoidance of personal stuff I have only 1 close friend (male) who I have known for 20 years. He is married and I am godfather to his children. Anyway over the last few years I ummed and arhed about whether to come out or try to get involved with anyone and always put if off, until about 3 years ago I was working for a short time with my best friend and we had to stay away at a hotel as we had a sales meeting next morning with a company. I built myself up to coming out to him whilst we were there, and the moment came when we were having a drink in the empty bar and he asked me why I wasn't ever involved with anyone, and so I told him it was because I was gay. At that moment the bar man came back in and my friend suggested we go somewhere else to continue the discussion, and so we went to my room. ( I had booked us separate rooms in case things went bad.)
Once we got to my room I just fell apart and a whole deluge of pent up emotions and anguish came out, and he listened as 20 years of anxiety, confusion and baggage was sobbed out before him. He didn't really say much at first but hugged me and listened. He didn't really believe I was gay and asked why I thought I was and so I said because I fancy guys! He said so does everyone! So I said well for me the attraction is 80% guys and only 20% girls ( I lied is was really about 98% and 2%) but he reacted as if I was over reacting to things. Anyway we ended up talking until 5am before he left to get some sleep before our sales meeting. Anyway next day we carried on as normal and after the meeting when we were driving back we started talking again, not just about my sexuality but being in a fragile state I decided to offload other baggage whilst I was at it which I did. Anyway as we got close to my dropping off point we returned to the subject of my sexuality and it was clear that he didn't believe me as he said he would soon snap me out of it but then changed 10 minutes later to saying he didn't know what to say cause he didn't want to say anything that might insult me. He suggested I speak to his wife (who I get on with) to see what she could "tease out" That really put me off because after being in denial for so long and getting mixed reviews from him I didn't want to be interrogated and was now feeling confused. So I asked him not to say anything to her because I wasn't ready and then I found myself kind of backing off back into the closet.
Well I'm in my late 30s and have known for 20yrs that I like guys and girls didn't really do anything for me. But like so many other people I tried to go along with societies expectations, so I didn't do anything about my sexually and essentially buried all feelings and emotions deep as I was in denial about my sexuality for a long time. I decided that I didn't want to / couldn't come out and so as long as I lived alone and never got involved with anyone it would not be a problem and I would not have to confront any issues and could live in self denial. I did not want to try and marry a girl to cover things up as I felt that this would only ruin someone else's life and would be completely wrong.
Over time I got used to being self sufficient and comfortable in my own company, as I had little choice as one of the big downsides of being closeted is that you either lie to your friends about relationships, which I never did, or you avoid letting people get close so they don't ever ask you personal questions, which is what I have done. Due to this avoidance of personal stuff I have only 1 close friend (male) who I have known for 20 years. He is married and I am godfather to his children. Anyway over the last few years I ummed and arhed about whether to come out or try to get involved with anyone and always put if off, until about 3 years ago I was working for a short time with my best friend and we had to stay away at a hotel as we had a sales meeting next morning with a company. I built myself up to coming out to him whilst we were there, and the moment came when we were having a drink in the empty bar and he asked me why I wasn't ever involved with anyone, and so I told him it was because I was gay. At that moment the bar man came back in and my friend suggested we go somewhere else to continue the discussion, and so we went to my room. ( I had booked us separate rooms in case things went bad.)
Once we got to my room I just fell apart and a whole deluge of pent up emotions and anguish came out, and he listened as 20 years of anxiety, confusion and baggage was sobbed out before him. He didn't really say much at first but hugged me and listened. He didn't really believe I was gay and asked why I thought I was and so I said because I fancy guys! He said so does everyone! So I said well for me the attraction is 80% guys and only 20% girls ( I lied is was really about 98% and 2%) but he reacted as if I was over reacting to things. Anyway we ended up talking until 5am before he left to get some sleep before our sales meeting. Anyway next day we carried on as normal and after the meeting when we were driving back we started talking again, not just about my sexuality but being in a fragile state I decided to offload other baggage whilst I was at it which I did. Anyway as we got close to my dropping off point we returned to the subject of my sexuality and it was clear that he didn't believe me as he said he would soon snap me out of it but then changed 10 minutes later to saying he didn't know what to say cause he didn't want to say anything that might insult me. He suggested I speak to his wife (who I get on with) to see what she could "tease out" That really put me off because after being in denial for so long and getting mixed reviews from him I didn't want to be interrogated and was now feeling confused. So I asked him not to say anything to her because I wasn't ready and then I found myself kind of backing off back into the closet.










