Hear, hear. Or as Jesus put it:
Matthew 7:1-5
An update:
He e-mailed me this morning and wrote that he is deeply confused and is going to go to a therapist to sort out his issues. He said, and I agree, that he is not able to have a romantic relationship with me, and he doesn’t know if he ever will be able to. I replied that that sounded like the wisest course and he had my friendship and support, but I’m going to move on in the romantic sense. He doesn’t know whether he really is gay or bi or straight but curious, and he needs to sort that out. He told his family to back off and let him have space to think, so I’m really proud of him for that.
Trying to be mature and composed sucks. I want to shake him and say, “Love me, dammit,” but I have found that to be an unsuccessful strategy. <sigh> My superego is telling me that real love is a concern for the other person’s welfare, and that I have to let go and let him find his own path. My id, on the other hand, is lying on the ground, kicking and screaming. Bette Midler’s “Stay With Me” from The Rose
keeps going through my head. <God, I can be so gay sometimes>
You guys have been really supportive, and I’m grateful. I would especially like to thank Sassy, Cajun Man, and Dr. Matrix for their warm generosity. I’m going to cowboy up and learn from this experience. No more wallowing.
And that’s why we love you:) One reason, anyway.
Coming out to my parents (mother wanted to be a priest way back when; father is a monk) was one of the more relieving things I’ve ever done. What they care about more is that I’m chaste rather than anything (which one can be and still be in a very physical, loving relationship), because they know what love is and they know how many forms it can have.
Kudos to both of you for being so strong and loving in such a trying time.
And just as an aside, it is my experience that those who detest homosexuality, for the most part, know very little about what it is to be gay/bi. There are, of course, exceptions.
When I look back upon my life
It’s always with a sense of shame,
I’ve always been the one to blame,
For everything I long to do,
No matter where or when or who,
Has one thing in common too,
It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a sin!
-Pet Shop Boys, “It’s A Sin”
[stupid hijack, prompted by goboy’s associating the Bette Midler song with this situation]
Hey, no one can understand my pain, anyway: a straight man that likes Broadway musicals.
[/stupid hijack] 
- Rick
*All kidding aside, I once participated on a message board for close to three months before I discovered that most of the regulars there were convinced I was gay, because I was involved in a half-dozen threads about various shows… *
Now, that would be very cool.
[puts on Prophetic Voice]
Coldie, you have no idea how close to right you are!!!
[/Prophetic Voice]
As I tell people, Jesus IS a black jewish lesbian. He’s a white protestant straight man too. He’s Chinese buddhists, he’s assholes who spit on the sidewalk. That’s what I was taught-he’s everyone, and everyone is Jesus, so in the end, does it matter?
Personally, I think Jesus is gonna give all of these assholes big sulfuric acid enemas. THAT would be cool.
Omigod . . . RICK, you’re STRAIGHT ???
Guinastasia said:
Naah, you’re thinking of Hitler, who came back as a Polish Jewish Lesbian. (We do have proof of that theory; Anthracite met and flirted with her. Which, by the way, puts us one up on Callahan’s.)
You, of course, were a Red Army soldier secretly carrying a lot of guilt for revolting against the Little Father.
But considering the main issues I address around these parts, can you figure out what famous figure I was in a past life? (I was told who I was at age 19 by a psychic college student who had been there with me. Though I didn’t believe it at the time, my life has worked out to be atoning for the karma built up then.)
Although I take your serious point about seeing Jesus in all people (and thank you for saying it), when He comes back He will be a young blonde man from a super-rich family, gay and in a committed relationship from childhood on, deeply moved by the legacy of Martin Luther King, and motivated by all this to go public in an effort to straighten out what’s wrong with the world.
He’ll be killed for it again, of course. 
No no no no!
I was the DAUGHTER of the Little Father, Her Imperial Highness, Grand Duchess Olga Nicholaievna of Russia.
A thousand pardons, Your Imperial Grace!!
::: roamin’ off in search of other threads ::::
It almost worked on Star Trek, but that’s another thread altogether…
Yes, but it’s such an appropriate song, n’est-ce pas?
We love you, dear, you know that…
(Yet another reason why I date homosexuals, and only sleep with the “straight but curious” crowd. :D)
Esprix
I can sympathize. It took a lot of willpower, back when I was making my first response to this thread, to keep from quoting large portions of “Stand by Your Man.”
goboy, it sounds like everything has been said, but I just wanted to add my own hugs to the mix. Be well.