Married. Conformed to parental, society and religious expectations for fifty years. It was so much more homophobic when I was a teen.
So I got lost deep in the closet, so far in that I've come out the back and arrived in Narnia. I'm now looking out of the door, discretely out (so much to lose) and trying to re-find my true self. Ideally I'd like a regular, discrete 'friend with benefits'. Not sure of my 'interests' as I'm still finding myself. Got lost way back in the 1970s!
If I suddenly go when chatting, it is because I risk discovery and need to go as I can't be caught in here. Please don't be offended.
