Family trouble...again

This coming out thing is amazing, exciting, thrilling, enervating, motivating, enlightening, astonishing, liberating and so many other

wonderful things. I spend most of my day with my head in the proverbial clouds thanking God that I finally found the right time to break free and soar!

…But when it comes to family, coming out can be--well, a bitch (said reticently in a very soft whisper)...Yes, a BITCH! (screamed at the top of my lungs and I now feel so much better, thank you very much, with sincerest apologies to you SSA and SGA guys who've probably never read such language before and are, therefore, offended.)

The situation with my family has become so complicated I don't know where to actually begin (or end for that matter) so I'll just avoid the details. Suffice it to say that my relationship with my former wife and children (who are supposedly

Another letter to the family...

Dear Family:

It’s been a while since I’ve spoken with many of you so I thought I’d write a quick note to bring you all up to date.

My recent decisions have, I’m sure, caused no end of anxiety and turmoil. I am truly sorry for that. If there was any way I could find peace in my life without hurting you, I would have done it. But some things are inevitable and this was one of those things. It was just a matter of time and it’s usually healthier to lance the boil earlier than later.

And so, my family, the boil has been lanced. The healing can now finally begin.

Coming out to the kids...not so good

What I had hoped to be a great family conclave turned into an unmitigated disaster and admittedly, I’m mostly to blame. To make a long story short, I came out to my children (who are all married) and their spouses on Sunday evening. While the discussion was positive and all were seemingly accepting, there was an undercurrent of tension with my oldest and youngest sons that was unmistakable. I doubt the tension was obvious to others, but I could tell it was there.

After two days, the strain finally erupted in a yelling match on a totally unrelated matter between these sons and me in which most of the family including my wife piled on me. In an impulsive reflex, I told my wife I was leaving her, gathered my things, jumped in my car and began the four hour drive to our home.