The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
6 comments:
Wow. No surprise perhaps but how does it feel?
Is he bringing the Leather Mask?
delurking ...
i had to
i had to say
damn it
Oy.
G.
shit, i feel like i should write i'm sorry. ??
C'est la vie.... Who will you be spending you time with? I think that decision is more interesting.
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