January 2018 – 5 months before my 17th birthday. There was something different about me. I just thought at first “I need to lose weight” but I kept getting more and more depressed about my body. I came out in January 2018. A year goes by… I still feel the same 4 months before my… Read more »
My early childhood was very difficult, rolled with pitifully comments from the school friends. Never ever I felt comfortable back at my school. Narrow mindless was surrounded within my life. Latter I discovered a friend of mine with whom my thoughts was relatable . Life got a bit easier. I just had given my class… Read more »
Luis Mancheno talks about growing up in Ecuador as a gay man, fleeing his home country after being attacked, and eventually finding safety after becoming a refugee in the United States.
My name is Nzee, I am basically from Pakistan living here in United States from past 4 years. I am born Muslim and proud to call myself Muslim. But I can’t deny the fact that I am lesbian, why it’s happened I don’t know. I sure have a person I want to marry. To me… Read more »
Today marked an important day in my life ¼ a century ago as I looked at the Calendar. “THE DINNER”: In our family it was always tradition to introduce your life partner at a family “dinner” at my Mom and Dad’s home. I can remember it as if was yesterday, I was so nervous and… Read more »
As an Afro-Caribbean transplant to the US/Brooklyn at 5 years old, not only did I sound different, I was different. It turns out I was totally feminine and unaware of it. But that changed the very first day of school when the teacher screamed at me, “Can’t you read?! That’s the boy’s bathroom! You go… Read more »
Article originally appeared on The Good Men Project and can be found here: https://goodmenproject.com/sex-relationships/love-knows-no-orientation-madison-lbkr/ My Uncle Ernest Washington looked after me as a child. He was my babysitter, my personal comedian, and chef. He made me Banana Pancakes….a bit too regularly but they were made with love. He was kind, Fatherly and gentle with me…. Read more »
This story is not quite long…. I think, and I’m glad you’re stopping whatever you doing in reading my story. It all started in 7th grade 1st day of school. In what was my old middle school class had an assigned table. I had no friends of mine in my class, and spotted a friend… Read more »