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I had just intercepted a "booty call" meant for my brother! There was absolutely no doubt now that Brad was having sex with other guys. What to do?
This guy, this leader didn't care about my past, because he saw my potential to become a better Christian, a godly man.
I pretended everything was normal with my gay brother and acted like I didn't notice his sexuality. I didn't want to deal with any trouble.
I had never really liked a girl like this. I had attempted dating girls before...but this time, I was seriously head over heels for this girl.
Don't ever pity me or my story. I WANT to do this! I'm always excited to write something new for you guys, even if it's one of the uglier parts of my life.
I refuse to tell people when they've hurt me. I lie to people about being okay when I'm not. I live the exact opposite of what I preach.
I got more involved in a small group as others would worship God. There was an amazing sense of community. I knew I was not alone in my Christian life!
I was the problem in this friendship. I refused to let him be anything less than my absolute closest friend. And I said I was sorry.
Back when I was blogging anonymously about same-sex attraction and other struggles, I coined my own term: my Deep Dark Secret Club. They knew everything.