Eventually I started feeling quite down. I'd became the least important person in my life. I couldn't have cared if I lived or died, which was so sad and unnecessary, looking back at it.
Certain things happened in my life and I decided that I wanted to live a gay lifestyle - whatever that was. I did not even know that other gay people existed outside London, never mind other married gay men.
But at the time, it didn't matter. I just wanted to not feel guilty about the things I thought about.
So I told her. It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. |