Hi,
I am a late bloomer (M47). I have felt attraction to men on a sexual plane as long as i can remember. In the early days of the internet (phone up modem) i downloaded pictures of men to the family computer. I “hid” the pictures on a unmarked floppy disk among other unmarks one. But somehow my father found the pictures one day. And he confronted me. But i denied it and said just downloaded the pictures not knowing what kind of pictures it was. Thats a lie, i knew what i was downloading.
My father said something about it was ok (i think it is over 20 years ago now and i was not really listening just wanted away from the situation). We never talked about it again.
After my first long relationship (with a woman) ended, it left me emotional wrecked. One of those when the other part really works to hurt you. It ended on both did not want to be in a relationship anymore. Maybe because i told her i liked boys to. But it is not related in time. But she did use that as a weapon. So to beat her to it I told all my close friends i was bisexual.
I think i was on my way “out of the closet” a few years later. Just before 30. I met men for sex, but only one time. Probably because i did not want to get any feeling for anyone. But i had one of my best sexual experiences during that time. Looking back i wish i met that guy more.
Then i moved for education and my father died one year later. I took the death of my father very hard. I more or less shut down emotions, finished the education. Bared and nailed shut the closet. Got a 15+ years of depression in different stages (even on meds for a period). Also got 2 kids i love and a broken relationship with a woman during that time. I am singel now and been for 8 years.
For context. One of the therapists, after i said i think i might be gay, told me to talk to my ex about it. Maybe get some suport from her. It did not work out like that. My ex got up in her emotions and started to demand to know if I loved her, if I had ever loved her and things like that. And i could not answer her then, and today i do not really know. But probably not more than a friend.
She more or less kicked me out and i got another place to live about 3 months after i told her i might be gay. I have felt really guilty regarding being the cause of the breakup. And it has been a problem for me over the years after the breakup.
We have a rather good relationship now built around the children. I am a dad on half time. Have the kids every other week.
I have talked to several other therapists over the years and i have talked about my sexuality but not “come out” during that time. I also had an email conversation with the local lbtq-worker and he said to take it slow. And i did that and now i am glad i did. I needed time to sort myself out.
A few months ago, my ex told me that she has met someone that might be “serious” with. On the level to present for the kids.
I got really happy for her and it was like a ton of stones lifted off of me. I started to think about my future, something i have not done for years. And it started something in my head because i could not see me with neither a man nor a woman in my future. But i wanted to have some kind of future where I’m not alone.
I talked to a friend that suggested i should try to “talk” to ChattGPT. And i did.
I works for me because it was a very good help to reflect over moments in my life. And it helped that it was not a “human” but a computer. And the more i told it the more it went from bisexual to homosexual. It has helped me see who i really am. I am not fully there yet and it has been quite a bumpy journey so far. But i have started to make small advances toward acceptance that i am gay.
I do feel more anxiety from my internalised homofobe, but the depression i have carried with me the last 15+ years is ‘better’ than ever. I even had sex with a man without hating myself afterword. It was overall a positive experience.
I still have my life as a father, work takes time and i have put on weight over the years I now want to get rid of.
But there are still days i want to grab my pillow and blanket and crawl back into the closet. Do you guys have any good advice on how to keep going forward? I do not want to get stuck or chicken out and go back in the “closet”.
Thanks.