I used to be so unhappy.

I remember the first time I found out that I was truly into men. My best friend ever was crying making absolutely no sense and he layed his head in my lap and told me he liked boys and had a huge crush on me. We kissed and fooled around. I told him never to tell anyone about it and left. I knew I was bi. I felt my parents out about how the feel towards gay people. Turns out the feel seething hatred. A few years (2 years. 17 at this point) I told my wife (that's a whole other story) I'm bi and she wanted a divorce. I considered killing myself for so long after that. Until my best friend ever came around and cheered me up. Now we're dating and I couldn't be happier right now. Ditched my dick bag parents and I'm making a living and still going to school for myself. Living a good life right now.