For as long as I can remember, the only thing I’ve ever wanted was to have children.
I wanted to be called Papa, I wanted to hold my baby while it was sleeping, I wanted to kiss it’s boo boos, I wanted to teach it how to ride a bike, I wanted to take it to school, help with homework….go camping, on vacation, fishing, I wanted that. That’s all.
But that isn’t in the cards for me….so, I decided to date women who already had children, that way, I can at least…..pretend.
Once I was dating this lady who had a child who was 2 or 3, I took him everywhere with me and did everything with him, he was my buddy. One night he woke up scared and got into bed with me…and I was so content..so happy. The best moment was…he was putting his shoes on and was having trouble and he brought them over to me and said “Daddy Help!”…I helped him put his shoes on, tied them, then went to the bathroom and cried for 30 minutes. A week later she left , returned to an ex..I haven’t seen him since.
Gay huh?
