I came out to my wife when I was 17. We grew up in a cult of religion and being gay was never really an option. We got married young and to be honest... I love her. Not like you should love your wife. But still, I love her. Call her my best friend, call me weak or a coward, call me a liar or a fake... it doesn't matter. I could never hurt her by telling her this and I don't know where else to go.