I once met a young man at the park, and we were attracted and did what we did, and after, he asked if i was married. I said i am, you? He was engaged and said that he loved her and didn't know how he was going to handle " this" after he was married. He said that he felt that he was gay. I told him to really think about if he was or wasn't gay, and if he thought that he was, to break it off. Even though it would hurt for a while, it is nothing like the hell i have lived with, Happily married but NEEDING this other part of me to be HERE. I met him again about 2 years later, same place, and he said he had broken it off, and though she was upset, naturally, she eventually saw it was better off knowing. He also said that he was happier because he figured out that he was gay and was just trying to be hetero because he couldn't face being gay. He thanked me, and yes we did it again. He walked away happy, I walked away guilty and more confused than ever. ME GIVING ADVICE? I can't figure out me but I helped him figure out him. I am so fucked up.