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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.
I don't want sex with another man like I don't want sex with a woman. And most days I just need someone to tell me that's okay.
I know I'm a hypocrite, yet I embrace that term and the things it entails because it shows that God can use me despite my flaws.
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.
One day my friend came home and found me in deep emotional turmoil. He directly asked me what was wrong, so I tried to explain what I was feeling about him.
That's why you need a community. Whatever hurt you experience, you have people who can carry you on your path to recovery.