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 have mentioned before that I am a father. I want to protect my daughter. With the exception of Jesus and my wife, I have never loved a person so strongly.
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.
Why can't people understand the things they're supposed to do? More importantly, why can't Christians get it?
My friend asks: Do you think you would have struggled with gender identity, sexual identity, and same-sex attraction if your family life had been different?
My church has accepted me for who I am and who God is making me into. And they are willing to walk with me down this road, whatever it looks like.
I did not have heroes growing up. Many little boys look up to their father or older brothers. I didn't have a clear definition of what a hero should be.