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No Codependency This Thanksgiving
No Codependency This Thanksgiving
I absolutely refuse to fall into codependency again — especially with a coworker. With whom I share an office. It would have been a terrible situation.
Keeping Healthy Boundaries with Another SSA Guy
Keeping Healthy Boundaries with Another SSA Guy
We were always careful to keep appropriate, healthy boundaries even though we knew we were not sexually attracted to each other. I think we were just cautious of others gossiping if we appeared to be too close. Unfortunately, churches like ours are especially prone to gossip about SSA guys.
Enduring Friendship with My Ex-Girlfriend's Husband
Enduring Friendship with My Ex-Girlfriend’s Husband
It is very desirable and even possible for me to have a decades-long friendship with a straight guy...even though he is married and I am not.
An Outcast Among Outcasts
An Outcast Among Outcasts
I didn't belong here. An odd realization to make. YOB is for the outcast. A place for those who feel they don't belong. It's a community for the outcasts.
The One Thing that Unites Us
The One Thing That Unites Us
If it weren't for Jesus, it would just be some hangout weekend with a bunch of gay guys. I think of the term #SquadGoals for our group.
What's Coming Soon to YOB
What’s Coming Soon to YOB
We're back from a week off the blog, and I'm back from four days spent with nine of my best buds -- my fellow bloggers, my brothers, my heroes. We gathered in the Midwest for our second annual summer retreat, and I daresay this year's gathering was even better than the last. Last year, most of us met in person for the first time after only "knowing" each other online; to be honest, I wasn't entirely sure we would hit it off. After all, just because we all struggle with the same thing doesn’t mean we're gonna fit together like peanut butter and Fluffernutter. We're ten different personalities -- introverts and extroverts and everything in between. We diverge on all sorts of interests -- music tastes and fashion styles and affinities (or lack thereof) for sports. We're ten different people. Ten different guys of all ages and races and faith backgrounds. All attracted to the same...
He Doesn't Want to be My Friend Anymore
He Doesn’t Want to be My Friend Anymore
He decided he didn't want to be my friend anymore. I'm not entirely sure who was more to blame, and this not knowing still plagues me.
Where Is My True Brother?
Where Is My True Brother?
But is it wrong that I look for that true brother still, that I still pray for God to bring that true brother to me? I hope not.
When I Moved in with a Guy
When I Moved in with a Guy
When my gay brother received his booty call one night, I decided I had to move out. It was then that a guy named Brandon invited me to come live with him.
YOB in the Flesh
Today marks the 100th post in the life of Your Other Brothers! And what a ride through the blogosphere it's been these last five months.
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