Clues

For those of my more astute readers, you probably noticed a large gap in my recent blogging during the months of November & December. The truth is, I was dealing with fallout.

Fallout from having sex.

Sex with a man.

While my wife was out of town.

And no, she didn't know beforehand.

A part of me hurts so deeply to put those words in print. To admit my selfishness, and brashness. To put all that K & I have together at risk. To know that I might have damaged what I already cherish, to a point that may never be recovered.

But I hold out hope that it will recover.

We're working towards understanding.

Dealing with the possibilities of compromise.

Striving for forgiveness.

And holding honesty aloft like a radio. Thank you, Lloyd.

And for those of you who may ask it.

No, I'm not gay.

But I can honestly say that I'm truly bisexual. Both sexes hold appeal for me, and in different ways, for different reasons.

There you have it.

And now, I do believe that part of my mind can move on, and continue to explore this new honesty.