This requires some kind of drug to survive, unless you love depression. That is how homosexuality was for me- feelings feelings, slavery to feelings of lust, dying if he wasn't around, going more and more pervert in my mind and so on. If not sexual excitement, then there was some melancholy like the music here. And pretense. Lots of pretense that I was happy.
THANK YOU JESUS FOR HEALING ME OF HOMOSEXUALITY AND ITS' COUSINS!