My son recently came out to my wife and me and it killed me. It opened up a box inside me that I had closed so long ago and all of the pain I had bottled up inside it came out as well.
I was born 53 years ago in a then-communist country. I graduated from highschool with a specialisation of German and English (although my English is much worse than my German and has deteriorated since).
Shortly after highschool we started the mandatory military training that lasts 2 years. It was there that I finally accepted that I was different. I liked guys. In fact in these 2 years, I fell inlove with one of my mates. I loved him so much, we had the wildest times together. We would sneak out into the forest that was right beside our camp, kiss for hours, smoke cigarettes and laugh until we ran back so we wouldn't miss the morning training and get in trouble. But after we ended the program we each came back to our hometown. It was unthinkable back then for 2 men to be together.
I was like sick for more than six months after that. I missed him so badly. I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think about anything else but him. So I called him one day to ask him how he was doing and he said he was marrying his girlfriend. There was an awkward silence and I just hung up. Never called again.
A few years ago, an old comrade from the military training was in town. We went out and talked for hours and he told me that my man, the love of my life, had died. I suffered and screamed in silence for more than a year. I thought about all the "what ifs". But then again I had died inside a long time ago, when I married my wife I killed all my emotions and slowly forgot what it was like to actually FEEL something. I only felt strong love for my children. My wife and I have a completely loveless marriage as a result of my inability to respond to any of her feelings in a normal way. I only focused on my work(and got pretty much to the top of it) for years.
But now when my son came out it hit me like a thunder. His mom is very accepting and so was I but I just can't look at him since. I am angry at him and I have no right to be since he didn't do ANYTHING wrong but every time I look at him and my brain says "WHY?! Why can he get to be himself and I couldn't, why did my whole life go to waste, why did the love of my life have to go, why was I punished like that?!" Gay rights here are still far from good but they are a lot better than they were back then.
It's like this whole box of bottled up emotions has exploded and now I am not myself. I cry ALL the time. My wife senses there is something wrong(I don't cry when she is there). My son told her he thinks I don't accept him well because I have been avoiding him since he came out.
I need time to close the box of bottled up emotions again. My life's purpose is almost complete. One more year of University and my son will be a graduated doctor. I have enough money saved for him and his brother to support themselves for a very long time, even if he doesn't start working straight away. I can die peacefully and end my looong long suffering at last. I know I have raised my boys well and they can take care of themselves and their mom.
I am sorry for the long post. I wanted to share everything that I have kept quiet for so long.