Coming out to my Army Unit after the repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.
When I was 10 I knew I was different, but I didn’t know what that meant. Some of the neighborhood boys would call me a faggot, but I didn’t even understand words like gay, straight, bisexual, transgender, or queer. I didn’t even know they existed. My Aunt Nora is an amazing woman and when she… Read more »Posted by Ricardo Sebastian
Ever since I was in middle school I have tried to convince myself that I was straight. Instead of acknowledging the fact that I had feelings for some of my friends, I pushed these thoughts and desires to the back of my mind. I reasoned with myself, made excuses and, above all, I denied. I… Read more »Posted by Mac
My journey to love and accept myself was a long one. I was always different. I was an immigrant, an ESL student, poor, talked differently, short, round, didn’t have a traditional family structure and was not completely what society assumes as “masculine.” I hated it. I just wanted to fit in. Given my parents were… Read more »Posted by Manas
I was 22, standing at the podium, microphone in hand, facing easily over one hundred people. I took the moment in, both knowing and not knowing how I got there. I finished my closing speech as president of the most influential fraternity at a university of nearly 20,000, only to hear the uproar of people… Read more »Posted by Kevin Coop