Posted on 01/08/2011 10:07:36 PM PST by DesertRenegade
One night, in March 2006, I was getting ready for bed when my fiancé and boyfriend of 10 years, Aaron, called me into the living room and said, “Kiri, we need to talk.”
I thought he wanted to apologize for a little tiff we’d had earlier. Aaron was a musician who had booked a gig in upstate New York. I wanted to go, but he’d asked me not to.
Instead, he said he was “confused” about his sexuality. As an episode of “Sex and the City” droned in the background, he burst into tears. My life had changed forever.
We got drunk and talked all night. I would veer from consoling him to being livid. Eventually, I curled into the fetal position on the bed. You can bet he slept on the couch.
In the morning, after he left for work, I searched his computer. He’d been scouring the ads on Craigslist’s “Men for Men” section. I found gay porn.
I called him at work, and he told me he’d long been cheating on me with men.
His betrayal left me more than devastated: It left me another person. I was now someone fearful and angry. I’d burst into spontaneous tears at work. I had panic attacks. I became convinced everyone was lying to me, even about the most benign things. If someone told me they had salmon for lunch, I wouldn’t think they were lying about where they’d been. Instead, I’d suspect they were lying about what they ate — the smaller details.
Two weeks later, Aaron told me he was gay. I think the reality of actually getting married snapped him out of his denial. But I was resentful that he’d allowed it to go so far.
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While he was having sex with other men, he was exposing her to all those lovely diseases.
How kind.
That should have been a hint.
If the roles were reversed, she'd be thrown in jail.
“However, I’d met Aaron at 26 after having had only two non-serious lovers. A counselor told me that my lack of prior sexual experience left me with no baseline with which to make a comparison. A more experienced woman may have found Aaron’s lack of desire suspicious.”
Oh, I see, the solution here would have been more fornication.
LOL!
Well, homosexuality is a sexual preference.
Someone gets curious.
Someone starts to believe that curiosity is really “them”.
Someone fulfills the curiosity.
Someone believes that this is now their genetically designated “lifestyle”.
WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN?
The guy was looking at gay porn and probably saying, “Why is this turning me on?” Instead of surmising, “Well, maybe because I’m looking at f***ed up porn,” his answer was “I’M GAY!”
Good point. In some jurisdictions I believe there are severe criminal penalties for intentionally engaging in unprotected sex with an unknowing partner if you have AIDS. I don’t know if the adulterous homosexual partner had any STDs, but he didn’t seem to have the least bit of concern for the lady he said he loved.
Not me. I have no sympathy for boon belt wearers peddling a book.
>>I was getting ready for bed when my fiancé and boyfriend of 10 years,<<
My favorite quote from any TV series (in this case “Lois and Clark”) was when someone from the future asked Lois “historians want to know something... JUST HOW STUPID ARE YOU??? (glasses on) “I am Clark Kent!” (glasses off) “I am Superman! (glasses on) “I am Clark Kent!” (glasses off) “I am Superman!
If you are with a guy for 10 years and don’t know he is gay, you are dumber than Lois Lane! And if you sleep with someone that long, you are just a slut who probably deserves the result.
She was shacking up with some guy for a decade. There was no betrayal involved because there was no commitment in the first place.
I kinda sympathize with the author.
My good (or so I thought) Mormon Returned Missionary fiancee decided that he was gay 6 weeks before the temple wedding after meeting my father (also gay) and his boyfriend.
It was devastating, being lied to, being used that way, (disease wasn’t an issue because we were not having sex) but I still felt violated.
I joke that I joined the most conservative ‘church’ I could find, moved 1000 miles and found some one just like dear old dad.
sad thing was, he didn’t tell his parents for years afterward because his mother kept calling me and my mother and asking me to come back to Utah and marry him. Apparently all he said was that *I* broke up with him, he didn’t say why.
And growing up in Palm Springs (high gay pop) your assessment of them is dead on.
This idiot is probably the only person to have a life-changing moment from that show.
The woman who married him loved his “metrosexual” manners. “Metros” are just a half-step from being gay, anyway.
She is an unfortunate lady who didn’t appear to marry a godly enough man. What is that household doing watching the tear-inducing, soul-nourishing show, “Sex in the City,” anyway?
Ironically, the very next post on News/Activism after this one is about a 65 year old gay man who has just been murdered by a young model in his 20s, I think in NY.
Placemark for pingout.
What are boon belt wearers?
A belt that gives boons? Or the belt was a gift?
Whatever they are, it doesn't sound good.
LOL.
Here is a link to another FR story about a horrible gay murder in New York City.
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2653659/posts
Boob belt. Sorry. I am posting from a phone that thought I really meant boon as boon wasn’t in its dictionary.
She dresses like Sasquatch. I assume her to be a fan.
Boob! LOL. I’ll get it eventually.
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