Transcript Of Dating Now For A Gay Adult
Dating Now Sucks For A Gay Adult
Out of all of my stories and journal entries, YouTube videos, blogs, websites, V logs, books and online references, PDFs, apps and transcripts stories made by me. This particular story is the summary of everything so far and where I am at today. I was born in New York. My mother was from Missouri. I went to school in New York, and then my family relocated when my sister was due to be born to the Midwest. We lived in town, my grandmother and my uncle lived in the country. And my great grandmother lived in town in a real big old house. I was a very outgoing, cute kid. My parents both worked for the government, and we're very good parents. I was a year younger than all the kids in my grade because of testing. I was never a big burly guy like all the other farmers from this area. I was also very moral because I was raised Mormon. And I adhere to all of the religious practices, no drugs, no sex, no nothing. I was kind of considered an egghead and an outsider from the beginning. Fortunately, my cousin was a year older, but in the same grade, she was always very nice to me and would watch out for me. When I was extremely young, I was already into everything. I was going door to door selling seeds and cards and jewelry. I was always an entrepreneur. Unfortunately, in a small town, every male must play sports. I was also in Boy Scouts, Cub Scouts, all of it. I got my Eagle very young and every merit badge and award you can imagine including some very, very difficult ones to obtain. My body was extremely fit and my face was very beautiful, but I was very petite. I was not feminine. I had a very rude awakening and was educated by three adults when I was young at scout camp. That's how I even found out really what sex was. It was not pretty for lack of a better explanation. I was only slightly physically hurt. So I told nobody. A similar situation happened each year from the time I was 14 to 16. All of the stories of my past encounters are available at Adele keahole.com Sports was a particular nightmare. It happened to me in the shower on a few occasions, I was picked up off the street and a truck by several guys. I was taken roughly by several on a hunting trip where they had planted even basically, I always try to make sure I was never alone anywhere. Finally I turned 16 and I had a job in Kansas City so I was available to go around and meet some gay men. One of them happened to be a bartender in a bar I should have not been in. He began the process of me healing and discovering myself because I was still in the closet everywhere else. College came and in college I was protected by a football player and a theatre technician both of which were in relationships with me during school. I worked for the Department of Mental health and behavioral analysis and I met a man I spent seven years with. In California I fell in love with two men one in California and one in the tip of Baja. I moved to Texas after several other cities where I conducted business but in Texas, I opened my largest business called keyhole production studios, I had over 150 performers and they had bookings all over the place. Basically, megabucks. You might think that that was fine, it could have been but since I was young and attractive and could have danced myself, I knew that I had to draw lines for business to be proper to conduct business with big industry. I knew that I could not be on that stage, nor could I be someone who is performing sexual acts with his employees. So I made a business of high class performance with stage lights in the theater productions and I did very well. You might think that that was fine, it could have been but since I was young and attractive and could have danced myself, I knew that I had to draw lines for business to be proper to conduct business with big industry. During that time, the only relationship I had was with one of my dancers however, it was a family situation with the wife and the kids and me. I did that for a very long time until I was carjacked and died literally and came back but because of my injury I lost all of my business and wealth. My business continued for a little bit and then all of my performers got other contracts however the situation with the male dancer continued long after my business I closed Like I said, I was family. I realized the shallowness of my needs in this situation and decided to let the dancer go and go with a man that I have been with for more than 20 years. Due to the rather dramatic nature of my past and the many different emotional roller coasters I have gone on and physical injuries I still suffer with I quit dating or doing anything for almost 15 years. Now that's not really that important when I've been extremely busy with my business making websites writing books coaching on and on. Actually I am I need to everything online. Plus my long term first life partner now employee takes care of my farm and works for my business. Without this as a team, everything would fail. It took years to train my employee how to do my very complicated business. And we do fairly well with this business. If he left it fails, I can pay severance and find a farm and business replacement I can train with business failure. To fix this, we each have different aspects that we now do in my company. The business is almost all divided into different categories that don't require crossover. Due to this I'm able to do much more with my responsibilities focused in a more narrow purpose. This should let me leave for a long time to be in a home with a partner if I ever find one. As I have gotten older, I have realized that my self image and self esteem have all but disappeared in an emotional and developmental way. So I decided to check out dating again Boy, that's a nightmare. I truly worry for the younger generation at the shallow meaningless encounters, digital and random programmed with continuous some similar speech and conversation all of which has to be checked out if they even bother because the encounter is normally a hook up for an hour and never seen again. Not to say that that it does not have its place but there is no area no option for any engagement or value exchange beyond the most minimal levels. But even in such an environment I managed to find a few options. I did attract a young man that was too young for me However, he is attracted to older men but not quite as old as I am. But my personality and lack of looking extremely old we made a connection that made my self esteem rise some for sure. I also met online a friend with real values even higher than mine. Again ages the issue but this guy likes me very much admire him enough to know right off a relationship between us with his life goals is not what he wants. And on my side, I wish with all my heart I could be 15 years younger. He is perfect. But that's not going to happen. Plus, even if he decided to see a different future, well think a moment. Yes, I will tell you flat out I would make him more happy inside that you could imagine. But as my outside fell apart, would I be able to watch his beautiful face deal with something years before the time you should see when you really love and you heart anyone you must always do what's right. I appreciate the friendships I have made in my life and my new friend I feel may join a handful of lifetime people who I call family. Well that's a better relationship in many ways. my new friend has been honest and caring. Even though he doesn't still know me that well. He knows enough and still treats me as the man I am today. I am thrilled to be honest that by accident I found real value. Even if the goal of my heart I still need to fix I still found something that in many ways is better. A honest friend willing to chat with an older guy with knowledge of my respect for friendships. If you read any of my past stories, I have always had one rule I have not broken. If you love his friend never seduce them. If you fall in love and that man loves you, let him seduce you. Now I do this because I can fall in love with a man and if they love me back I don't care about sex. Really. I care about being held and talk to every time I go for a man I love well shit, I can't go another 15 years.
One week about after seeing an angel, this story is of my life right now. I want to start by saying that I have found a young guy that to tell the truth is probably too young for me. That said, in some cases, that is an issue, but not as much with other people. It depends on the man. The guy I like is very handsome. The best thing is he likes older guys. Not as old as me, but that's okay. What is it? Okay, you may wonder, Well, I know it from my past and understanding what a good heart really wants. Its love and good sexual experiences. But it is deeper than that. Let me backtrack a bit. In my past, I have a story about when I was in a landscape crew. To summarize, I was picked by the owner to work at his home. The reason was, it was posh, and he could tell I wouldn't steal from his place. He was 56. I was 21. He was handsome too, from a life of hard work. His looks had nothing to do with it. He opened his heart to me asking nothing in return. His soul was kind and he always did his best to tell me how he felt. Yes, he was rich and spoiled me whenever I would let him. I was his boy. But he was not a sugar daddy to me. I could tell he never used his need to spoil me to manipulate me. That's rare. You know? I luckily could tell the difference. I fell in love with him. We were very happy. I knew we could only be together a few years. Those were some of my best years of my life. I love him now. What? It was him that made me into a kind man. It was him that made me see love. Real love, not what most think they find. It was him that showed me what a real man does and should treat another. So in short, I am the person I am today because of a love most would have never considered. Okay, so back to now. I haven't dated a man in 15 years. I am so insecure about that in the first place. I see a dating world that is so bad and meaningless. I fear for the men of today. It is almost sickening. Then on the worst place you could think I come across a man. My heart beats faster just when I think of his face. You probably think you're right corny, old man. Well, no to tell the truth. Sure, he is breathtaking. But it's the things he says the person I see. Yes, really. I also see the things he has not told me yet. He may or may not know what those things are exactly. And that is how it should be. I also see he fears because he knows me well enough to know unless he really falls for me I will have a broken heart. Again, exactly as it should be. But here is the important part. It may be having my heart filled enough to be broken. That is the key to him seeing me enough to fill his heart with all the things he knows he wants mostly and many, many things he doesn't even know exist. How could I know all this? Even though we are different people? Sure. I see myself as I was so clearly it's scary. Now this guy is very smart and he is being very considerate of my needs. I have the hope that he will continue to spend time with me. I can only show my soul if I can be honest and real. Not easy to do in the first place in messages. Plus, like I sent I am not experienced at all in any of the current methods of dating or even talking to a guy. I have to say I have hope even with me sending too many messages and saying the wrong things for too much. He is still talking to me. Not like the start which is to be expected but so far I still see he has not written me off yet. Maybe even starting to consider possibilities. The thing I really pray for is that no matter what he gives us enough of a chance to break my heart after I share enough to possibly give him a memory and the joy I had from a landscaper shit I am screwed. Can you tell he had my heart The second I saw his face