I 'fall in love' with a hundred boys as I drive past them. I feel a physical loss in my chest when I can no longer see their beautiful faces.

I 'love' my wife because love is a choice I make to 'do'. Often I do not like her. I am in a similar situation to Cat. We have had a great sexual relationship in the past, but I still dreamed and thought about boys (though not usually during our love-making).

So I'm kinda bisexual, though put myself at about 7-8 on the hetero (0) - homo (10) scale.

And I know after years of therapy and stuff that a lot of my looking and falling in love with boys is seeking my little brother who drowned when I was 5, and seeking the lost fragmented pieces of myself when I was the age that I fall in love with now (15).

I'm not trying to be argumentative, just giving my perspective, hoping it might be helpful. I agree, Robert: 'To me, it's not about sex. Who cares who you could have sex with? We are Christians, and the question for us is, who will you mightily and wonderfully love?'

And love IS a choice.