About The Author

Dean Samuels

I live for God. Every decision I make is done in seeking His Will. My beliefs are made through seeking the Truth of Scripture and meditating on the leading of the Holy Spirit. I am deeply in love with my wife, Lisa. I have the world's most amazing daughter who shall remain nameless and ageless in order to guard and protect her. I am obsessed with TV shows and movies. I enjoy reading. Eating is usually enjoyable. I am highly critical of everything around me and always have an opinion on every matter.

Our Sexuality Doesn’t Make Us Friends

It seems as though everyone around me assumes that, simply because someone else struggles with their sexuality, I will become friends with them without any trouble. Friendships take a lot of work. Sexuality — that is just one minor aspect of a relationship.

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How My Porn Addiction Began

What started that night was three years of an unchecked porn addiction. I never felt guilty. I don’t know why. Perhaps because I felt like I wasn’t hurting anyone?

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Am I Still Attracted to Men?

My life is an open book. There isn’t a question I’m unwilling to answer. There is a question, though, that has never been asked. And I wonder if it’s even crossed anyone’s mind.

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YOBcast Episode 025: Best Friends

Tom and Elliott welcome back Tom’s younger brother, Andy, for his second YOBcast appearance. Also appearing for his second show is Dean, one of our authors who also happens to be Andy’s best friend. We talk about their relationship as best friends and what having a best friend means to all of us.

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Happiness for My New Friend Before He Moves Away

“I can’t believe it’s your final day, man.” This was it for my friend, Henry, working at our church. The four weeks since our conversation had passed way too quickly. Henry turned his chair to me, leaned back as he always does, and sighed. I couldn’t tell if it was a sigh of relief or a sigh […]

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Maybe God Brought Me Here Just to Meet You

“Maybe God brought me here just to meet you,” my new friend, Henry, said plainly. “I mean, it’s probably not just for that reason, but who knows?” ~ ~ ~ My coworker, Garth, came back into the office and sat on the couch across from me with Henry in the room. “Hey, Henry, anything exciting happen over […]

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My New Friend Didn’t Tell Me He’s Moving Away

“Any idea when he’s moving?” My church coworker and friend, Garth, thought I knew the answer to the question. He actually thought I was aware of the move. He’d thought Henry had told me he was moving away. I barely contained my emotions as I responded back, “What?” It was perhaps more forceful than warranted. […]

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Permission to Read Our Stories

I don’t know that I have permission to read these stories. My new friend, Henry, said as a puzzled look hit my face. He must have noticed, because he scratched his chin as he leaned back to consider it. I followed suit, ruminating further. “It’s so personal,” Henry continued. “And I guess I just don’t […]

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I Don’t Want My New Friend to Leave Me

I met my new friend, Henry, about a year ago. Great guy, my age, married with a daughter slightly older than mine — he was literally another me as far as life situations go. My prayer for connection with someone in my exact life state was placed on a silver platter in my church. In […]

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