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100 Days of Sexual Sobriety
100 Days of Sexual Sobriety
100 days later, my sexual sobriety still very much feels like a fantastical concept. But it’s easier now, I guess.
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.
How I Failed My Gay Brother: Part 5, Letting Go
How I Failed My Gay Brother: Letting Go
My gay brother had been burned. What started as seemingly harmless sexual experiments ended as an out-of-control obsession that literally killed my brother.
Gay Sex or Jesus Christ?
Gay Sex or Jesus Christ?
I saw I was faced with a stark choice: it was gay sex or Jesus Christ, a relationship with one or the other, but not both. 
Who I Am is Okay
Who I Am is Okay
I longed to be someone else. To not have to carry the burden of different. It was so heavy. I soon began to pursue perfection. Not because I wanted to, but because it was demanded of me.
Christians Struggling With Homosexuality
Christians Struggling With Homosexuality
In 2008 I entered a desperate Google search: "Christians struggling with homosexuality." Finding that Xanga blogring community changed my life forever.
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