I just feel so disappointed and angry with myself that I hid and lied to my family about my sexuality but AIBU in being like this now, now that I'm happily married with children with a wonderful life?
When I was in my teens, I had a girlfriend, we kept it secret but she wanted it to be open. I was unsure how my family would respond to it and I was already struggling with the bullying at school (often gay related). At a party we were caught making out and it got back to my mum via my sister. I remember my mum, over dinner, calling me out for this and said I was selfish and shouldn't be such a slut in liking girls and boys, I need to choose one and stick to it and realistically I should be focusing on boys as that's what will be easier for me if I know what's good for me.
There was such anger from her and such disgust from my sister and step dad that I ended my relationship with my girlfriend.
That side of the family often said homophobic remarks and generally I didn't feel safe to come out of the closet to them.
Later on, as years went by and through uni, I dated other women but this was always short lived as I couldn't shake off my mums comments and I couldn't ever bring home anyone when it started to get serious.
I ended up meeting my, now, husband and we went on to have children and have a beautiful life together. But why are all these feelings coming up now?
I wonder if it is partly the effect of always hearing Good Luck Babe by Chappell Roan and how it sinks into me that I was never honest about who I am.
I've also recently gone no contact with my mum and her side of the family and wonder if that's making me revisit it all.
Just to make it clear, I'm not wanting to leave my husband and get a girlfriend and so I'm confused as to why I'm so upset and angry at myself.