Are you ready for the next part of our exciting story? We think you remember the beginning of the story I married a woman…by mistake. So here is its continuation. Wanna know what happened then?
I don’t remember what happened in the end, but the next day someone called me and recommended himself to be “Mark from the club”. He told me I gave him my phone number, but I may have been too groggy to remember and he was totally right. Talking to him made me feel uncomfortable. It brought back old memories and feelings and I wanted to hang up on him, but he insisted to meet and have a friendly chat over a cup of tea. I finally agreed. What could have gone wrong? We met in the same club as the other night. We talked and we spent a great time together, but I was hesitant and he noticed that. He took my hands and looked me in the eyes and said “It’s ok. Stop lying to yourself” and he kissed me. It was a huge relief that I felt in that moment, like I was finally at peace with myself. I realized I am in love with him. We started meeting more often, always at night and I had to lie to my wife that my schedule has changed and I have to work extra hours, but I think she suspected something was off.
She finally found out about my love affair with Mark and I am sorry to say she was devastated. She said she couldn’t understand how could I have being gay, if I married a woman. We’ve had a long talk and I explained to her that I always felt that way and that I’ve just lied to myself, because I was ashamed. I think she finally reconciled with the situation and decided that it was better if we were to divorce. Both of us had the right to be happy and, as the situation was standing, none of us was. I respect her for that and I respect myself even more, now that I have finally admitted who I am.
I love Mark more than anything and we intend to marry in the near future. I realize now that not accepting my true nature cost me almost my entire life and only after I reached 49 I started knowing what being fulfilled really means. My message to you is to never refuse to accept what or who you are, because you will never be happy that way. Acceptance is the first step towards happiness.