It's true, money doesn't bring happiness. I've gotten everything I wanted out of life, except for something I want the most but will never have... a boyfriend. And no, I'm not an ugly bastard if that's what you're thinking. Actually, I'm a closet case who is living his life for the people around him and not living life for himself. Sometimes I wonder why I even put up this fake facade for people... for people that don't even care that much about me (family and cousins). Why do I even feel the need to NOT disappoint my family? Why?
My entire life has been decided by my family... the college I should attend, what I should major in, what car I should buy, and now WHO I should marry. I got fucked by being born gay and being born into a very traditional family!! I am emotionally dead inside now. I can't even be myself with my friends. I don't know why I can't "come out"... maybe I'm waiting for a guy to make it worth while for me to come out? I don't know...
Life sucks! Thanks for letting me rant.