6 years in a few weeks. Fuck you hoes ♥️ 😂 I went from being a confused conservative straight-acting weirdo from Mississippi to being a proud liberal bisexual-acting homosexual from Alaska. Yall ruined it 😂😂😂
I am now around people who want me to be happy, and want me to do the things I want to do. Its a strange turn on my past, so sometimes random situations pop up that cause me so much stress. . . Like yesterday
ALL THEY ASKED WAS FOR ME TO PICK SOMETHING TO EAT!!!!!! You cannot IMAGINE how dumb my brain is, but let me give you a few examples of what stressed me the fuck out that day:
#1 - Trapped
My roommates always park in such a way that I’m trapped and can’t get out without moving their vehicles. Well, two were out to work AND YET SOMEHOW THE LAST OF THEM (my ex) STILL MANAGED TO BLOCK ME IN!!! He worked a day shift, slept two hours, and then worked a night shift, so he was exhausted and I didn’t want to wake him up. I sat outside his room for HOURS until one of my other roommates gave me the incentive to go in and get them by snap chatting me: “did you go to the store yet”. Suddenly people pleasing mode overrode the system.
#2 - Driving
I… hate… driving. Maybe anxious people will understand but i fucking HATE IT!!! Especially when there’s a lot of people on the road. Like on SATURDAY NIGHT… and these people DO NOT follow the rules of the road up here in Anchorage.
#3 - Costco *shudder*
There are about 300,000 people living in Anchorage. About 100,000 of them were in Costco yesterday. It was like a herd mentality at both entrance and exit. Just a wall of people going in and out the whole time. I walked out of there with sparkling water (for one of my roommates because he is my favorite) and one fucking rotisserie chicken because I just wanted to get the hell out of there.
#4 - Disappointment
Snapped said favorite to tell him I got his water and what I’d bought. His response was “you only got a rotisserie chicken?” … yeah, I know it wasn’t much but that kinda stung. So I went to Walmart to get more. I get home, get everything inside, wake up my roommate AGAIN so I can park his car back in its original spot, and as I’m walking back in the door get a text “don’t forget pickles and mayonnaise”
Hi Tengaged. I don’t know if any of my old friends are on here or if any of them care. But it has been an incredible year.
I came out to most of my family and my friends, and I’ve lived an incredible 10 months as an out bisexual man. I had a boyfriend (long story). I’m moving out of the Bible belt and heading for Alaska. My whole life is different now, and I am so happy for it.
I just wanted to jump on and see if anything had changed. Probs not 😂. Might hang around and see what’s what.
I know a lot of people loathe Tengaged, but this goodbye is bittersweet for me. Tengaged changed my life in so many ways, but now I think it’s time for me to let it go.
I learned to see things from other people’s perspectives. I made real friends on here. I learned how to Roleplay. And I learned a lot about myself.
Tengaged was the first place that accepted me for who I am. It is where I told the first person I was bisexual. It is where I finally spoke out about my battle with depression.
For so many reasons, I am thankful for Tengaged.com. But now, its time to say goodbye. I’ve had so much fun. And I cannot thank a lot of you enough for the change you made in this fatass weirdos life.
Goodbye Tengaged. And may the odds be ever in your favor.
-10 years
Raised in the south by a pastor. Grew up believing anything sexual was wrong. Punished for looking at women (little did they know). Started to become interested in men and women. Wanted to wrestle A LOT (duh)
12-13
Found porn. Experimented. Found that I was bi. Berated and force-fed that being Gay was wrong and unacceptable.
14-16
Depression. Self-Loathing. Prayers every night that I wouldn’t be Gay. An Exorcism when my parents found out.
All of this ended less than a month ago. Two weeks before my 25th birthday I finally came out to a friend. When I tell you my entire life changed in an instant. I cried for hours after just because I finally said the words I’ve never said out loud before. I have since come out officially to a few friends and family, but very few. But I am FINALLY happy with who and what I am. I may not be “open” yet but finally life took the right turn.
I’m tired of being an ear to confide in, or a shoulder to lean on. I’m tired of hurting and nobody wanting to help me when I try so hard for them. I’m tired of helping other people and then watching them try to tear me down.
