I moved out of my dad's house to live with my friends last year. I thought it would be fun to live with friends. I had to share a bedroom with a guy, but that was fine with me, unknowing. Over time, he began to become more attached and obsessive with me. I didn't even find out he was gay until a few months after we all moved in here. What the hell was he thinking keeping something like that unknown? He said he came here to
be with me. >_> He wouldn't let me ever play games with friends (still doesn't like me to), he would get extremely upset when I would even talk to customers at work (still does), wouldn't let me acquire new friends (still doesn't), etc. He always has eyes and ears on me. We both work at a grocery store called Kroger - he in the deli, myself in the meat market. Due to that, he's clinging to me 99% of the time. If I ever decide to take a break, he knows immediately and comes with me, whether I tell him or not. If I do manage to sneak a break by myself, he finds out and gives me a world of pomegranate. He reads my e-mails, he reads my facebook. There is no sanctuary. I have no one to talk to about anything because he's always around me. He tries to dictate every single thing I ever do. It's a miracle I even have time to type this...
So I apologize that I'm a little gun shy toward gays. I've not had the best experiences...
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