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.

We’re in summer reruns this week
If you’re scared of being ‘bad,’ manipulated praise relieves fear
Dems, GOP name Charlotte Clinton and future Bush baby for 2056
How terrified would your child self have been of your current adult life?
Old photos have me thinking about who I was then, how far I’ve come
Liberal NPR, PBS? Why should tax money pay to influence culture?
What if narcissistic vampire bit me but he never finished the job?