2nd Letter from my hubby.

People judge me, that have not walked in my shoes. (excuse the pun)

I do not care what the rest of the world is doing, it is their business not mine. I cannot judge them as I have no clue what they are going through so please let me be me.

I am me and have always been me, the weird guy that you swear is gay but is as straight as an arrow.

Since long before most knew me I was this way, the person I am at 53 is the person I was at 10.

The nerdy person that likes art, fashion, photography, music, food, likes to read, the person that is sensual and likes sex and has OCD when it comes to weight and hoarding.

Yes, the guy that has baby feet, loves to paint his nails, loves manicures, pedicures and waxing his legs. The guy that thinks tattoos and piercings are sexy.

I am no sports buff and cannot catch a ball.

I am the same guy that owned a dog called Princess Lady Di.

I am the same guy that worked at a florist and dressed windows.

I am the same guy that bought his wife her first sexy lingerie.

I am the same guy that cleaned and decorated four houses.

I am the same guy that takes a teddy bear to the hospital with him.

I am the same guy that cries for any silly thing.

I have always been this way and have never pretended to be otherwise.

I am me and I am ok with myself. 

Why would it shock anyone that the above stuff is important to me?

Please do not compare me with other people because I am not them.

This about who I am and that at no point do I pretend to be someone else and I have not done so in the past.