I am very sad right now. I am married (pretty happily) with three children. There is no rhyme or reason for why, but nearly two years ago I fell in love with my best friend (a female). I have not disrupted my entire family's life to pursue something, and my husband knows that new feelings emerged in me. He is bisexual and understands "figuring out" what it is that you feel in this respect. He let me explore the feelings. I am still very close with my friend, although she is violently heterosexual (her words, not mine). She is not disgusted by my feelings, in fact, she finds my open feelings for her very comforting and flattering. She can always count on me, because I truly love her. I don't know that she has ever had that before. My husband and I have actually become closer because of this, emotionally. It is so hard to explain.
The problem comes when I find myself falling in love with her- over & over. Then, just like the first time, I have to come to the realization that I will never be able to do anything about those feelings. Writing in a journal is the best I can do. I don't expect any answers, and I know that some will say to leave her be and not to waste my life, or my family's with such stupidity. But my heart is where it is. It lies in two, very real places.
Again, I don't want a solution. I just want someone who might understand and can lend an ear when I am suffering. Can anyone be that unbiased? I pray about this broken heart so often, but she is such a beautiful friend, and we have grown as human beings since beginning this friendship. I know it is not a mistake, I just cannot stop loving her in that "wrong" way. If I grew up somewhere different, or in different circumstances, I might have been openly gay. Right now, that is not my issue. I just wish I knew why these feelings had to emerge now, and in such a difficult way. I have so many gay friends who seemed to have known they were gay since they were children. It pains me because I do not want to make anyone's life difficult, or change anything.
I am rambling. I just want this off my chest. Living with it for nearly two years (even though all of the relevant people know) has been difficult. I am sick of hearing myself obsess about it... UGH!