Exes

Back to my exes to let you all learn a bit more about me, when I lived in Edmonton I probably had more exes than not, but I never did find love there, only temporary satisfaction and that seemed to do the trick for a while. Love is hard to find , though in the gay world you can find sex almost anywhere you look. When I moved to Edmonton I went through quite the series of short term relationships ranging in time from 1 week to 1 year. Crazy times for me as I had just come out to my family and a few select friends so i guess I was really playing the field.
There was Barry who I was with for just under 2 months, there was also Malcom, a school teacher who was off and on for just over 6 months.Barry was a bit psychotic and even left me stranded in Calgary once and then tried to drive in the ditch on his way home and expected me to feel bad for him after i had to find a way back to Edmonton the next day....Crazy. Our relationship was short lived , thank god. Now as for Malcom, I had to see him behind closed doors and in private only because he was totally closeted as it was mid 90's and he was a teacher. I think it could have been great with him other than that fact!
Then we have Graeme and he was a hopeless romantic and I really enjoyed seeing him and everything about him said love until the fateful day after dating for about 6 months and spending time together with his busy work schedule(or so i thought) and my busy work schedule as well. It turned out Graeme was married with 2 teenage sons, he later left his wife and ended up dating someone else. Oh well it would have never worked with any of these 3 anyways and although it hurt at the time I realize I am much better off without any of them now.
Nick, the next guy I dated and actually ended up living with for a short time, was probably my biggest mistake ever. He seemed so sweet and was actually a psychologist, so I assumed he would be sane. Boy oh boy was I mistaken, he was a loon at that time. He did nothing but pine for his ex and he was just plain crazy, he didn't like me seeing friends and rarely even wanted to sleep in the same bed and then if I ignored him a little and did my own thing, which he was allowed to do whenever he wanted, I would come home and find him crying. God he even did that if I had to work overtime or do an overnight shift. He never trusted me and then become so god damn needy, I just couldn't take it. I left him after about 9 months or so and decided to come to Vancouver for a bit, just to totally get away and clear my head. Was here in Vancouver that time for about a year and actually lived in a room at what was then the Royal Hotel on Granville St.
Worked off and on here and did things for money I never thought I would , but I did and don't get the wrong idea, they really weren't bad things at all. So the things I had to do for money at that time were not too bad and paid the rent so that was fine. I did a little bit of nude photography for this one guy and he paid me well , just to take my picture and it was cash which was great. Then he got me to do a couple of movies for him, yes I did a porn or 2,  and that paid even better. I paid my bills and that was great because for some reason I could not manage to obtain a full time normal job in Vancouver. I eventually got tired of that and went back to Edmonton for a bit. Will be back tomorrow with more of my past relationships and years gone by to help you to get to know your gay neighbor. So for now i wish you all a good day and I will talk to you soon. Happy Tuesday and have a Gleeful night from your gay neighbor, Peace Out!