In midsummer at the age of 17, when I realized that I love boys, I thought I would spend my remaining years in a nursing home in the end.
Unexpectedly, at the age of 30, I have my own family.
I was born in a traditional Chinese family, and my parents love each other. When I was young, I thought I would get married, have children like them, and then finish my life in this way. However, I understood I was programmed differently at the age of 17.
My puppy love came in my college year. I finally accepted my identity and successfully found a man of my kind. We had feelings towards each other and fell in love. The initial experience of love was wonderful, especially we went to independent study classroom and canteen together on the campus, played games, and did what all couples do.
We broke up at the time of graduation. He said having romance with men was not permanent for him, and he would stay beside his parent and get married. I accepted his decision, but I would not follow suit. The romance between sexual minorities is too fragile to withstand any test.
When I came to this metropolis, I shuffled through life for the first two years. I met many people like me and learned many teasing skills. Sometimes they cured me and sometimes made me more confused. Strangely, I was even more insecure in a noisy environment. I couldn’t stop thinking I would be happier or not if I were not a gay.
Fortunately, Mr. Lin appeared in my life at the right time.
One of my friends introduced Mr. Lin to me. We had a meal of Japanese food together, and after that he sought every opportunity to chat with me, talking about bad jokes, love puns, luring messages, etc. I knew his humor, and so does he. We were so like-minded. We began to date half a month later. It was so quick.
After two months when we became lovers, our friend, happening to see us in a supermarket, said that we two looked like his parents who had been married for 30 years. I replied: come on, son.
I didn't expect how long we could stick to the relationship at the beginning. Surprisingly, this year is the sixth year. I thought nobody could understand me in the world until Mr. Lin appeared in front of me. I realized that it was me that closed the door, and he holds the key.
We mentioned having babies on his 30th birthday. He said he had been thinking about it for a long time. Because he met me, he wanted to raise our children together. He was a little nervous. I hugged him and said: OK, let's have two, one for each.
I have always had an inexplicable desire for home, and so has he. Although my relationship with my parents is not very intimate, they were happy when hearing the news. They even suggested offering money to our plan. At that moment, I felt closer and closer to the home in my dream, and the goal of life was so clear for the first time.
I became so excited when thinking of raising two children with Mr. Lin.
Many of my friends have their own babies. I was introduced to Mark, a very responsible father consultant from Lepuaijia. After knowing our needs and financial conditions, Mark recommended two proposals and explained them in detail. After discussing with Mr. Lin, I decided to choose Colombia, probably because of the inclusiveness of sexual minorities in the country.
We celebrated the signing of contract the other day. This is a new beginning, which is a little challenging, but we are eager to embrace it. Since I met Mr. Lin, I've seldom assumed what if I were not a gay. On the contrary, I'm glad I am. Therefore, many thanks go to Mr. Lin and our babies on the way home. It's so nice to have you all.
Our story remains to be continued…
