Aww, henrypie, c'mon you gotta tell us who it is!?
I was also an Alma Jr., in a way. My dad had an affair years ago (before I was born) and it continued for a very long time. About 5 years ago, my dad finally told our whole family that I had a
sister!!! I was 17, and I was shocked! My mother didn't even know. I grew up with three older brothers and I always wanted a sister, and I didn't realize that I actually had one and she lived in my same province! I met her soon afterwards and it was so strange. This whole new person that was a part of
my family, a part of
me. I could never really love her as a sister, though, knowing that she was created out of betrayal. But I accepted her into our family & I treat her well. I love her more as a friend. The hardest part was dealing with my mother, she fell apart. My mother is an amazing person, and I was the only one she ran to during all of it, so that wore me out, but I'm glad as hell that I was there for her. They're still together now (my mother & father), but there's no love, just living. She says "what's the point of leaving? Where would I go? What would I do? I don't work."
I hope to myself everyday that I don't turn out like that. I want to be full of passion & love 'til the day I die.
I will always love my father; he's my father afterall. But I will never fully respect him again. He will never be that king that he once was to me; that quiet, godlike man who used to bring us home pizza on Saturday nights and who taught me to drive skidoo.
*getting a little too dramatic*
If my father turned out to be gay, though, like Nicole I would be very sad for both of my parents. I would want them to part and live separate, (hopefully) happy lives and be who they really are. Concealing yourself and who you really are is never healthy.