Actually there is, and that's one of the reasons I started this thread. I spent a year on this forum, first lurking and then registered under another name (long story I shouldn't share publicly). Toward the middle of the spring of this year a lot of threads kept popping up with the 'tell her, tell her' mantra as a common theme. Many closeted cd'ers were berated, I believe unfairly, for not telling their SOs and were pushed into believing that the only road to happines was to free the inner woman and tell the truth. For better or for worse I followed the siren song.
I wanted to post this thread to bring a little reality check to this 'tell her' concept, expose the risks, and discuss the dark side of it. We've done that to some degree although most of what we've talked about, and I'm not complaining, is advice on how I can fix my problem. Maybe later the philosophical discussion of tell/don't tell can proceed. I'm sure it's too early in my story to even know the full story as mine has a long ways to go to finish playing out.
Anyway, just wanted to give you a little more background on why I had told her in the first place. Up until 6 or 8 months ago, I'd have sworn to you there was no way I'd have ever told my wife about it, and I would have told you it was because there was no way she could ever accept the alternative lifestyle. Seems that I knew her better than I thought...
Thx,
Georgi