In 2008, I had decided to marry a woman — and we had set a date — but I needed to break the news to another woman who had been hoping I would come back to her.
I knew what I wanted, but when I met with the second woman, something went wrong. She begged me to change my mind and I felt guilty because I couldn’t give her what she wanted. I made the worst possible decision for everybody, all because I tried to sit on the fence and avoid hurting anyone.
I got lost that weekend and I feel as though I’ve never found my way home.

Liberal NPR, PBS? Why should tax money pay to influence culture?
Without motivation, dreams fade,
Freedom matters more than safety, even if you can’t see that
If you vote, you’re my real enemy — no matter who gets your vote
Time and maturity have changed
Hiding anger was a survival skill, so you might not know I’m angry
Dickens’ ‘David Copperfield’ far superior to postmodern novels
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Will you uncover your blind spots? Or will you ignore red flags again?