Hello, well here we go.
Growing up I spent my life trying to "fit in". I knew I didn't but I always tried. All the way up to where I got married (to a female). A few years later I found out that I was supposed to be there. I was supposed to try to fit in because we had a baby girl. I put all my mothering :) (and fathering) instincts into raising my little girl. I insisted on using cloth diapers when she was born and had to teach the nurse at the hospital how to put them on her. Well a little later I was found out. I started going to a gay group and my "wife" found out. She took my daughter and left. My world collapsed. They were gone for a couple of months and divorce proceedings started. I told the ex we could pay lawyers or we could agree upon things on our own. I ended up writing up the divorce agreement. I needed to have my daughter. My ex agreed. I bought a townhouse for my daughter and myself after the divorce. Oh I also "came out" and big time. I felt like a kid in a candy store. Going to the bars, meeting new "friends". I had a great time ;P . Then I met John in 1996. He turned out to be my one and only. We have a very loving relationship. In 1998 we had a commitment cerimony. My family means the world to me. In the beginning I had to pretend to be straight so I could have my daughter. I love her and am very proud of her. She has turned out to be wonderful and I am a very lucky person.
