Am I a terrible person? Someone reassure me
I was with a person for six years even though deep down I knew I was gay.
When I fell ill I told them I didn't want to be with them, but they persisted.
I needed sum1 at the time, who was always there for me not judging me.
But I tried to break up with them, after a few years, I was speaking to girls online, but they tried to say I was ill again and I would never find someone like them, I was lucky they stayed and they made me feel indebted to them. So for six years I felt like I owed them something. Its like some Chinese proverb where the person who saved your life becomes your slave. Except he never saved me, just isolated me even more.

So am I the bad one, for living a lie/a charade knowing I was gay??