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Wonktonodi said:
sad.man.loves.vgc said:
Wonktonodi said:
aww only one person answered my question :(


lol.. well there are only 4 or 5 gay people here. 3 of them are happily coupled and they don't remember the bad times!!

I have been waiting for your story, tell it!


Well hard doesn't always mean bad. Although in my case it most certainly is. I guess it's appropriate to be asked to tell the story by you since it is a sad one.

In the summer of 2007 I started dating a guy who was a graduate student at Stanford University. Often meeting up in San Francisco since that was between where I live and where was. We took it slow and it wasn't until the New year that I was ready to say we were officially together. Things were going well he got into the MBA program on top of what he was doing. I got promoted at my work yet we still were having plenty of time together. He was part of the family, coming up for weekends, holidays even to my cousins wedding.

However even with all of that I had never really met any of his family or friends of his beyond those he had made out here. He was from Ohio and his family was rather religious. He was himself but he had come to terms with it. He hadn't come out to them though until after we had met and even then he hadn't come out to all of them. He had come out to his younger brother and to his mother but not his father. With his parents in the process of separating, his mother wasn't likely to tell his father either.

During the summer his mother and brother took a trip out to see him. I had the privileged of meeting them. Now that was awkward but doable. The fact that he and I were together wasn't really discussed. There had been a few quick verbal jabs between him and his mother but never much. His brother stayed a bit longer than his mother and he was more goofy about his disapproval than anything else. Every so often saying "NO HOMO" and I'd say playfully trying to physically mover one of us away from the other or smack us with a pillow but nothing major. Figuring I had met his mother I figured I could survive anything.

Next hard thing for me to do was attend some events with him as part of his MBA program. I'm more of an introverted person so going out in general can be more tough but this took it to a new level. Here I was with brilliant people of the upper class for the most part. I felt nervous I felt awkward, I had had to work late that night so he and I arrived a bit late to the event so by the time we got there everyone else had finished eating. I became a bit thankful for that so it gave me an excuse not to talk for a while. I wouldn't have had much to say as many of them were sharing about their world travels. At that point in time I'd been to one other country and across the USA not much in comparison. However as the night progressed I did feel more comfortable and found my voice. It did help that the people at Stanford know what they are doing and had put several gay couples at that meeting point. I was able to talk with them (especially when it came to the primary.  So after talking for a while several other groups that had had dinner and were meeting up in other places got together for bowling. I'm bad at bowling. Very bad. Outside of Wii bowling I've never bowled over 100. Thankfully my BF was also bad and although still awkward it wasn't so bad.

Wow I wasn't expecting to be putting as much detail into this as I am and now it's getting rather late. I'll have to finish tomorrow and no neither of those were the hardest thing not by a long shot.

Please continue. It's quite interesting.



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