I wish that I lived a normal life, where I could see men as friends and nothing more. Where I can date a girl and be socially accepted, where everyone celebrates the love we have for each other, like they do on valentine's day.
Although closeted men are comparatively comfortable being in the closet, relationship with a closeted guy isn't easy. Hence, most of them end up staying single, or with "friends" whom they meet occasionally for sex.
All these men, I see, "talk" like they own up their emotions. They claim to be "strong" and "happy", but the pain, ache that I see in their eyes, and how they fall so easily for a man made me wonder if they are actually ever emotionally strong.