So I decided to create a blog. I've been seeking things to make me feel better about my current situation, so I thought writing would be cathartic enough.
First, let me explain who I am. My name is Kyle and I'm a 22 year-old gay student living in Michigan. I've lived my whole life in a very small town whose only attraction is the college, which I attend. I'm in my final year and my major is Secondary Education. I'm really thin, fairly short, and pretty average looking. I'm from a poor family, My father is an out of work factory worker and my mother works at both a women's shelter(ironically) and is a substitute teacher. I'm very passive and I really hate it when people are mad at me, so I work very hard to make people happy.
I met my boyfriend my Freshman year of college. He was a junior at the time. And he blew me away. He was tall, athletic, serious, and brilliant. He spoke philosophy as if he'd read a thousand books. He was serious, but he was funny . And he was nice, to everyone, even people who no one was nice to. We could talk and talk for hours. Even when he told me he was bisexual, i didn't believe it.
Of course it was too good to be true, which so many things are. His temper is outrageous and frightening. During our relationship, I've seen him bust up a friend's car, punch holes in walls, and break chairs. I know it sounds really crazy, but I kind of accepted that him smashing me up sometimes in addition was just a logical progression.
Stupidly, I left school and followed him when he went to work as an engineer in his homestate of Minnesota. His temper actually cooled there, because he genuinely enjoyed his work. He worked and I went to school, which he paid for. He rarely ever hit me. However, after some time, he decided that he would go back to school in michigan to get his master's degree, all expenses paid by the company he works for.
So here we are, back in my hometown. He hates grad school and is miserable. And as an extension, so am I. I'm hoping this blog will give me a bit of respite from that condition.
