BearInMind
Tourist
Greetings.
Well, to give you guys a quick outline of who I am and why that is relevant to my story:
I am male, 30+ years old , no pets, no girlfriend atm and I am living far enough away from the rest of my family, that weekly visits ain't an option.
Which is a fact that I quite enjoy, 'cause as nice as they are, they like to put there noses in to things where they don't belong.
Typical family I guess.
So the holidays are one of those rare occasion on which I am able to spent a few days with everyone.
For the outing itself... well, it wasn't something that I have planed ahead. I mean I wanted to talk to someone I could trust about my sexuality
for quite some time. Just to get off of my chest so to say and have someone I could 'act' normal around.
The outing actually started as an "why are you still single"-talk.
Told them that I have convessed myself to my girlfried, since I didn't want to life like a gay man in the last century 20's. Hiding and keeping his head low whilst getting so frustrated that he beats up the childing or something...
After all, I am not so sure how well it went...
I've tried to explain that, as far as I can remember, I felt attracted to animals. Dogs and horses in particular. But I also love to have them around me. Being attracted to women and at rare occasions to men is also part of my sexual identity.
"But those poor critters... you hurt them!" I what?!
Took me a while to explain them that I am an animal lover, not an animal fucker or zoosadist.
I could never hurt an animal nore force them to something they don't want. It even makes me sick to see those "trapped sheep" videos where the animal is not able to run away. I even go so far and not get a pet as long as I struggle with my financial situation. I want my dog to be at good health at all times. Poor thing not getting a treatment 'cause I am not at good wealth? Unimaginable.
That did kinda cool things down a bit. Yet they kept talking to me I have some sort of mental illness that has to be cured.
"Can't you just keep fantazysing and swollow it down?" So I can life a lie for my entire life? No thank you. - Was my reaction.
I am not sure if I did the right thing here.
Still feels like they might call out on me as soon life with a pet.
Well, to give you guys a quick outline of who I am and why that is relevant to my story:
I am male, 30+ years old , no pets, no girlfriend atm and I am living far enough away from the rest of my family, that weekly visits ain't an option.
Which is a fact that I quite enjoy, 'cause as nice as they are, they like to put there noses in to things where they don't belong.
Typical family I guess.
So the holidays are one of those rare occasion on which I am able to spent a few days with everyone.
For the outing itself... well, it wasn't something that I have planed ahead. I mean I wanted to talk to someone I could trust about my sexuality
for quite some time. Just to get off of my chest so to say and have someone I could 'act' normal around.
The outing actually started as an "why are you still single"-talk.
Told them that I have convessed myself to my girlfried, since I didn't want to life like a gay man in the last century 20's. Hiding and keeping his head low whilst getting so frustrated that he beats up the childing or something...
After all, I am not so sure how well it went...
I've tried to explain that, as far as I can remember, I felt attracted to animals. Dogs and horses in particular. But I also love to have them around me. Being attracted to women and at rare occasions to men is also part of my sexual identity.
"But those poor critters... you hurt them!" I what?!
Took me a while to explain them that I am an animal lover, not an animal fucker or zoosadist.
I could never hurt an animal nore force them to something they don't want. It even makes me sick to see those "trapped sheep" videos where the animal is not able to run away. I even go so far and not get a pet as long as I struggle with my financial situation. I want my dog to be at good health at all times. Poor thing not getting a treatment 'cause I am not at good wealth? Unimaginable.
That did kinda cool things down a bit. Yet they kept talking to me I have some sort of mental illness that has to be cured.
"Can't you just keep fantazysing and swollow it down?" So I can life a lie for my entire life? No thank you. - Was my reaction.
I am not sure if I did the right thing here.
Still feels like they might call out on me as soon life with a pet.
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