Tag: sexual identity

I Was Fifteen Minutes Away from the PULSE Shooting

In my pre-YOB days, I still felt a lot of self-loathing and internalized homophobia over my sexuality and had yet to come to terms with it. I spent that whole day unsure what to think or feel about PULSE. Dismayed by seeing so many people brutally murdered, of course, yet conflicted about how I felt about my convictions with my own sexuality.

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My Sexuality is a Gift from God

God could have prevented my attraction to men. Whatever your beliefs on causation, I believe God is powerful enough to have adjusted whatever needed adjusting to have prevented my attraction to men. Since this did not happen, I can only determine one reasonable possibility: my sexuality was something God wanted for my life. Therefore, I see it as a gift.

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State of the YOB! March 2019

It’s our monthly roundup of all the content we created this month with Your Other Brothers! Special thanks to our thoughtful viewer who sent in a new crate of matches! Here’s to thousands more “State of the YOBs” and “Manly Mondays.”

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Why I Don’t Call Myself Gay

I experience same-sex sexual attraction, which I regard as a temptation to sin. I definitely believe that all gay sex is sin, so I fight that temptation with God’s help. Despite these sexual feelings for men, I just can’t bring myself to say I am gay.

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Sobering and Necessary: Our Response to “Boy Erased”

Several of our featured authors watched the film, Boy Erased. It’s based on the real-life story of Garrard Conley who wrote a memoir of the same name. Boy Erased follows a young man’s journey through reparative or conversion therapy, and it’s also a story of a mother’s and father’s relationships with their gay son. It’s a heavy film, and we debriefed it together in this extensive conversation.

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I Wanted to be Ex-Gay

I hadn’t wanted orientation change out of a desire to please God. I’d wanted to be straight because I simply wanted to be normal. I had been scared. I was internally homophobic, hating myself and especially other gay men.

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I Like a Girl?

As I drove down the base of the mountain after listening to a sermon and enjoying some prayer, the thought once more popped into my head: “You like Annie!” I wanted to swipe away the thought again, but this time I actually considered it. Maybe I could like a girl?

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