I am a 73 year old retired college professor who acts like I am 53. Camping with my camper, fishing, photography, reading and spending time with college students are my favorite past times. I relate well with college students and still find time to tutor them, advise on research projects and serve on thesis review boards from time to time.
I have written one book, working on two others and contributed many many articles for magazines.
I am a gay man who acts within reason and I do not allow my sexual orientation to be the center of my life. I suppose I became aware that I was "different" when I was about six years old but over the years I came to the point that I had to be honest and say to myself that I am gay. Being gay is a part of my life sure but friends, family, academic study, the out doors, and enjoying handsome guys have a place in my average day.
I am out to a few friends and two members of my family but in general I play the part of Mr. Straight. I do not have a boyfriend at present but I am looking and have a couple of possibilities.
My life as a bipolar has been lots of ups and downs. I was first medicated by a psychiatrist in the seventh grade and have been in psychiatric care over the years. I have been hospitalized and have tried to "end it all" twice, once jumping off a bridge. I have always been fortunate enough to have friends that have understood and stood by me in hard times and good.
My Ph.D. is in history and over the years I have researched much of the history of my family on all sides. My father was obviously bipolar and many records of my family indicate the problem all the way back to my great great great grandfather who seems to have passed the gene to several branches of his descending lines. My brother and I have been given the same medications by different psychiatrist in the same dosages. I take mine but he does not and as a result he is crazy as hell on occasion.
O well enough of my description. I hope some of you will respond and perhaps we can become friends.