Home: a nice place to visit but i'm glad i don't live there anymore.
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hi guys, my name is pete, i'm 37 years old, and have been living alone for almost 2 years now. i started on OP hoping to find someone (not much luck so far) and i found myself reading these blogs which i think are terrific. so i figured what the hell, i'll give it a try. i haven't really been dating so if you're looking for hot sex stories this blog is not for you. it's just a place for me to share my mundane thoughts on this and that. maybe a sex fantasy here and there thrown in for good measure. so i'd like to ask you guys if you have ever gone through this particular phenomenon: you go home to your parents for the holidays or a visit and you are treated not like a grown adult person but like a child. you get criticized for what you are wearing, the length of your hair, the amount of stubble on your chin etc. etc. you get sucked into the same old arguments from literally decades ago. and i just love when they ask when are you going to find the right woman and settle down and give us grandchildren. at that point i literally have to bite my tongue. they must know in their hearts that i'm gay and that little dream is never gonna happen. there's a story that happened when i was 18 or 19 that gave them a big clue as to my orientation but i'll save that story for another time. don't get me wrong, i love my parents to death but i can only take them in small doses. does that make me a bad son or a bad person in general??what do you guys think? i would appreciate the feedback. well, until next time.... | ||
11/25/2006 8:00 pm |
Well-you blog away. I broke my parents of that early. They finally stopped when I went to a school that was too far away and said they would n't help me pay for it. I said fine and paid for it all on my own. They even sent me a guilt check to help out the first summer I was away and I sent it back. After that they treated me like an adult. They were pretty good at it because I was always a great student and never got in any trouble. Well-you tell eeryone about yourself. I think that paarents have dreams for their kids and they love you very much and that is why some treat you like a kid. That is the image of love they have for you in their minds and that will never go away. It's best to let them think of you as they want to until they are ready to know. They will let you know in some way and then you can tell them. My Blog Art Link to Current Bloggers Birthday List Chat FOR Bloggers
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11/25/2006 9:40 pm |
It took ages for my parents to stop doing that to me. Like "If you don't get married soon then you'll be too old and no woman will want you". They could never work out why that didn't scare me. I occasionally had girlfriends and was immediately quizzed as to when we were going to get married. It's just part of life. I don't think I was bad because of that. Well, most of my sex partners said I was pretty good 
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11/26/2006 10:53 am |
It was just about a year ago exactly--last Thanksgiving in fact--late one nite I was talking to my sister and she asked me one of those questions, she asked "have you met any nice girls at college?" And I dont know why, but instead of just saying no like I usually would, I said "no, Im gay". Wow. Out. Pretty soon, out to everybody. Guess what? They took a while to get used to it, but they still love me. Good luck here kumonga, this is a good place and you'll meet lots of good guys here if you try. Mark
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 11/26/2006 2:15 pm |
After a time you only pop back because you`re doing you own thing.
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12/12/2006 12:02 am |
parents are well wishers of their progeny, but they don't know where to stop in treating them as children even when they seemd grown up to tie thier shoe laces themeselves! I got off my parents clutches pretty fast as I was boarder and never stayed with them as far as possible!
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