Oh.

How did she not know she was marrying a gay man?
How could she have survived all these years, being cheated out of a loving, passionate, masculine man?
How can my dad still beg my mom not leave?
How can my dad not understand that my mom should have someone who LOVES her?
Now I understand how my mom, a God-fearing woman, justified divorce.
I don't know how I will be able to face my dad next time I see him. He doesn't even know that I know.
I took tomorrow off of camp. I need time for me.
He's apparently been really unfaithful to my mom.
So weird. Disturbing. Hurt.
I'm not sure I regret not knowing before, but knowing now makes a lot of things make a lot more sense.
I laughed when my mom told me in Dawn's office (my counselor that I am seeing). It was just so funny that I had never seen it before. It fit him so well.
My mom said that even some neighbors suspected he was gay just after the first time meeting him.
He met Mark, one of his good friends, at a support group for gay men at our church.
He thought getting married would cure him.
I never really wanted to make much of a decision about how I felt about homosexuality, I guess I should start looking into doing so.