I had a combination of scruples and being effeminate. Yes, I am getting help.
Sometimes, I wonder if getting help is making me worse or better.
When I see a man helping out in a situation, I feel like a disgrace to my manhood, and family have even told me so directly.
I don’t have a life outside besides finishing school.
I do realize that I have to accept what I cannot change and to change the things that I can.
I do realize that certain mannerisms and behaviors are for females and others for men.
It seems that the gays are moving forward with their lives compared to me. But I am special, because I have the fullness of the truth and Jesus as a Heavenly Father.
On a lighter note: my family is supportive so far.
I wish more guys would come out with their problems. Getting help is intelligent.