He has walked the path that I am walking now. He has survived and nothing really bad happened to him. When I talk to him I see the light at the end of the tunnel. I see a view of what my life could be. His life is not perfect, but he knows what he wants and where he is going. I envy him in that regard. But life is not perfect for him either. I'm not going in that that here (you can read his blog for that) but it is also a lesson that once I starting living as a gay man, everything will not be perfect.
Today I am feeling a little sad.
I don't know how exactly to describe my sadness or what is causing it, but I just feel it. I'm feeling lonely too. I suppose sad and lonely are related.