My Story: How I Met My Awesome Gay Boyfriend
It’s true what the say … you’ll find someone when you least expect it. To be perfectly honest, at the time I met my boyfriend, I had pretty much given up on the idea of ever meeting someone of substance. Sure, I had moved beyond the bars and the clubs and had been in several long-term relationships, but with each failed relationship it just seemed more and more unlikely that I would ever be able to find what I was looking for.
Every relationship I was in seemed to go horribly wrong. One after another, each guy had so new emotional disfunction that kept our relationship from going anywhere. It was just disappointment after disappoint, and eventually all these bad break-ups became too painful for me to handle.
So I just accepted what I considered to be an undeniable fact: I was never going to find what I wanted, probably because of some fault in me, and that I would be single forever. Fine. That’s life.
One night I was out with friends at a karaoke bar, and of course I was paying no attention to the eligible gay men around me because I had come to terms with the idea that I was destined to be alone. After I had done a stunning rendition of Blondie’s One Way or Another, a cute guy came over to me to compliment my singing. I thanked him politely and then continued talking to my friends. It never even occurred to me to give him the time of day. I paid as little attention to him as a person possibly could without being rude. I wasn’t playing hard to get (I’m not that clever), I was just that oblivious.
By the end of the night we exchanged numbers, but I still wasn’t imagining that this would come to anything. Then a crazy thing happened … he called me the very next day and invited me to brunch. I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had showed that level of initiative.
Fast forward to a few weeks later … we had hung out a few times, but I was still being distant. Then one day he actually called me on it. He told me that he really liked me, but that if I couldn’t “be real” with him, then he was going to go elsewhere.
Well, that was a huge wake-up call to me! I was so busy protecting myself from being hurt again that I almost pushed away someone who really did want to care about me! I told him immediately that I really like him too (which at that moment, I realized that I did. He was all the things I had been looking for), and that I was sorry. I have him the whole “I’ve been hurt before” speech, but I made sure to change my behavior immediately. And thankfully, we’ve been together ever since.
