I've never much desired sexual intercourse with men. Throughout my life, however, my erotic thoughts and desires have centered almost entirely on nudity.
It is difficult to be present with people you know will grow uninterested in you. It is difficult to develop friendships knowing your value is temporary.
These words served as a reminder that my story is worth telling and sharing. And equally as important, truth needs to be spoken.
I had destroyed our friendship by my unhealthy emotional dependence and demands for exclusive affection. He understandably ended our friendship.
I still get tense and nervous and start shaking just thinking about coming out again. Some days it's better; other days it's not.
When YOB started, I was a regular. I was posting pretty much every week. I was reliable. Dependable. Always ready to share. And then I almost left it all.
I love sports and competition. I love the push, the struggle, the fight toward victory. I love how my chest burns when I'm on the brink of exhaustion.
I bought a house. I'm officially living IN the city! I've had a roommate since day one. He's a great friend and brother in Christ.
I pondered this question: why is it important to be in a community? While being part of a small group, I picked up 6 reasons why you need a community.
That's why you need a community. Whatever hurt you experience, you have people who can carry you on your path to recovery.