Am I a shipwreck?
We all have choices to make, and there are consequences for each of them.
I did not choose to be gay. (Still the stupidest thing I have ever heard anyone say). I did not choose to fall in love with T, that just sort of happened.
I am choosing to move out of my house. Is that really a choice?
I suppose I can choose to go back in the closet and pretend I am not gay. I can try to forget about the love I feel for T and chooses to walk away from him. That will make everything better, right?
Probably not. K never forgets anything. She clearly remembers ever transgression I have ever committed in the 18 years I have known her.
I doubt she will forget I am gay. Even if I tried to pretend and she agreed to try again, I know that every time she saw me "aroused" she would wonder if it was her or the guy on the cover Men's Health making me that way. She's not stupid.