This will be the first Christmas since coming out to my wife and kids. And myself. I ended decades of denial last May or June, and since then I've been working steadily at finding out what all this means for me at this time. And what I'm discovering (no big surprise) is a woman inside screaming to get out.
But... Christmas this year will be hard. The "kids" are 19, 24 and 27, and all still live at home, all have significant others, and are poised to launch themselves into life. And then there's me. And my wife is not attracted to women, and is not supportive of me. She is still in the Anger phase of mourning. Our marriage is probably toast, but we haven't talked about it in real terms yet.
So... Christmas this year will be hard at my house. I feel like crying a lot of the time. Music has become a mine field for us - it has had such meaning in our lives, I am a musician and songwriter, and music in all forms has been extremely important in the emotional life of our family. But now all the meanings are twisted or skewed.
Sorry to be such a downer...