Well, first let’s review the stats - I like my numbers; here’s an example of the kind of equation I, hogzilla geekboy, come up with for work - (it might not inpress you but the government of Queensland will be eternally grateful. Or not!):
Of those 36, there are a couple of ongoing ‘prospects’; four have fallen under the general heading of boyfriend; five have been or are my phalanx of occasional ‘lovers’; one stalker (Harry’s still making his presence felt) and about a third of the rest have been… well, one off fun. More than I thought, actually.
Ranging from early 20s to late 50s the guys I’ve met have all be fun in their own respective ways. Good memories, and some good stories! And, I’ve been amazed by how much support and friendliness there was when I came out and how well received I was in-and-of myself... very affirming.
By the same token I’ve learned a lot about myself and other things, and had some of the most wonderful experiences of my life. But, most importantly, I’ve made some good friends and experienced proper romance for the very first time. There has been so much I can look back on and laugh about, cry about, daydream and reminisce about… And I am at the very beginning of a relationship that might become Something.
So then, maybe my prince, only the very occasional frog, and a pretty fun time on the yellow brick road; “non pleure milord”. Coming out is never wrong.