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.
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 »
I have been happily married for over 20 years. I have kept my sexuality a secret for 30+ years. Until yesterday. I felt the need to come out as bi to someone. I have known for a long time that I am. I had many girlfriends and a few boyfriends along the way. Never really… Read more »
I dont think I’ll ever come out. I watch coming out stories that gives me hope, but those successful coming out stories are like gift given to them. Can’t make my parents feel ashamed of me in front of the society. No matter how much one denies that society doesn’t matter, but the truth is… Read more »
A long time ago, er well. Like a year or so. I told my mother, grandmother, and cousins “I’m bisexual” and all was jolly, my mom said “I figured” and my grandma said “that’s ok, we still love ya”. But I did have to explain what it was to be bisexual to my cousin. It… Read more »
I am a gay teen living in a town of eight thousand people, almost all of which are white, catholic, and conservative. The first time I began to realize that there was something different about me, that I could actually put my finger on, was when I was hanging out with my older sister and… Read more »
Like many, I knew from a young age that I was ‘different’. I wasn’t fully able to put a finger on what I was feeling: it was like my insides were mixed up and I was being crushed with tremendous weights. I got used to this feeling until one day in fourth grade my friend… Read more »