Subject: One foot out the door |
Author: Trevor/TJ
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Date Posted: 23:15:09 06/18/03 Wed
This week, during our daily midday walks a work, I've been telling my friend (best friend since 16 yo, but less close since we've both been married) the things he didn't know about me.
So, I'm kinda skirting around the issue a bit and giving him some background and he says, "So, you're thinking about coming out?" Almost out of the blue.
So we talk some more and the next day he admits he's sort of always suspected and he remembers things from our teen years that are a bit relevant but I'd totally forgotten, little comments on a double date, I convinced him to go to a costume party as a transvestite - stuff like that.
So today I asked if his wife, who is a wonderful and interesting lady - I think she wrote a hermo-erotic book along the way, too, if she is at all freaked out. "No, she pretty much has suspected, too." So of course, I yell at him, "Why the hell didn't you tell me I'm gay! I'm always the last to know everything!"
I don't know why - kinda weird, I think. Sounds like he's had a few guys try to kiss him, and someone else insisted, based on a few comments and photos of him and I, that HE's gay. Apparently he has been slightly attracted to a couple guys in his life, but I think he is just more honest with himself than most people. I don't get it, other than being quite and passive, I really don't fit any of the stereotypes. Probably a good think I don't find him at ALL attractive and only tried to snuggle him on a few sleepover, in a platonic sort of way.
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