I wonder: Will I ever reach a point where I am no longer afraid of someone's reaction to my struggle with same-sex attraction?
Since my college-age Bible study ended last year, the guys in my small group decided to do something different one Thursday night — a Guys' Night.
Looking back, I know I was experiencing same-sex attraction at that age, even though I didn't know what SSA or homosexuality was at the time.
I saw that this love actually motivated Jesus to die for me. It was like the Sun rose and took away all my darkness and emotional pain.
Dean is a grown man finding complete joy in the simple fact that his brother was happy. It makes me want my own brothers to be happy for me.
I can remember a time before sex. I wish I could forget everything about sex so I could relearn sex properly.
Without losing a piece of me, how do I get to heaven? To get to heaven, we don't lose a piece of ourselves. We lose it all.
All I could think was: I am going to hell. I was obsessed with this idea that I'd never have a right relationship with God.
From the earliest time I can remember until I was almost done with college, my two older brothers abused me verbally and emotionally.
For a Native American who is struggling with same-sex attraction (SSA) or views himself as gay, it's kind of hard to fit into this family dynamic.