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.

My need to rescue my child self fuels my urge to rescue animals
World has become a freak show, but we’re not supposed to notice
Forget your partner’s best traits; worst traits predict your future
Narcissistic abuse often leaves victims feeling alone in the world
Major parties compete to see who can tell the biggest lie about jobs
If there’s something you must do, income and vocation might clash
Real-life ‘ghost story’: The tale of a house that didn’t want me there