  Still trying to be a man for Dad... Rough night last night. Had a heart to heart with Dad about something I need to digest a little more before sharing. Sorry but you guys don't always get all the details on everything. Basically Dad and I were talking about how to handle a situation, and more than anything I wanted to cry. I let my voice crack, but saved myself before falling into crying. I told myself I still have to be a man for Dad. He is feeling low enough about his manliness between me being like this, and my little brother's homosexuality.
Shawn and I aren't like this due to my Dad, my Dad is a fine man, and a good person all around. My brother and I just were unlucky victims of a genetic crap shoot. Something from the genetics from Mom and Dad's DNA pool just aligned in the wrong way. So anyway, I kept from crying, held my composure and cried afterwards.
It was so tough, because Dad was telling me what I knew myself, but was afraid to admit. It is a hard thing I have to do, but it is my fate. I made my bed, now I must lay in it. Forgive me, for not sharing now, it will become more clear later, and I will be in dark mode after my task is done. Hope you guys aren't sick of my moods. Love you all, take care. urlLink postCount('108073469857146170'); | urlLink postCountTB('108073469857146170'); 
