FOR NOW
https://thelavendergaze.com/2009/04/for-now/
You chose to sail through stormy weather,
unchartered waters and raging seas.
You could run away
live life as many do:
as “normal” guys – ...
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A routine bike ride opened the world of roller derby to a newcomer to Portland, Ore., — and made her coming out a celebration. Read more from @time:
Good morning ☀️ Happy Saturday guys!
When I came across all of this I cried uncontrollably.
So many memories and just a sense of me trying to find and express myself in so many ways and understand myself.
So many more drawings.
It really puts my journey into perspective and I’m thankful for this life everyday no matter how painful it can be.
One day I would love to talk about the entirety of my story.
Finding ourselves matters. 🔎
True Stories: Gay Memories – Coming Out Of The Closet #LGBTQI #LGBT
One of the biggest regrets of my life is that I never sat down with my mother and told her that I am gay. I chose, instead, the easy option of writing to her and telling her that I was a homosexual.
Facing Mum for the first time after writing that letter, I felt very nervous as I travelled to her home. I hesitated several times before walking up to the front door, ringing the doorbell, and announcing my arrival.
What a shock I got when she came towards me with open arms and, as she gave me one of her wonderful hugs, heard her whisper, “I always knew, I don’t know why it took you so long to tell me.”
Me and mum. Taken sometime in the 1980s, just after I had told her I was gay.Not all my family was like mum, though. Some told me they were having difficulty accepting what I was because it wasn’t the sort of thing that happened to men in the area we came from. Hurtful words, but I already knew that the best thing I could do was to keep away from those who were upset by the life I was given, and let them live their lives as they wanted.
Over the years, I regained contact with some of those family members and, thankfully, have the changing face of society to thank for bringing us back together.
The fact that, in the past, there had been a few other men in the family who had never married never seemed to raise any suspicions that the family included gay people. It may have been discussed, but never while I was in the room.
I don’t know if any of those men ever ‘came out.’ Probably not, but it must have been tough for those who were gay when they lived. This made me more determined to live my life as I wanted and not as others expected me to.
Moving to live and work in London in 1986 was one of the most important decisions I’ve ever made. Although the city acted like a wall that seemed to shield gay people, I was still struggling to ‘come out.’
It was a strange situation because the first two jobs I took in London were in industries where other openly gay people worked.
When I took my next job, which would last 23 years, it took me six years to come out, and that was only when I heard the words “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” Of course, nobody cared that I was gay, yet for all those years I had been terrified of what some of my work colleagues would think about me had I ‘come out’ of the closet.
Fast forward to today, and being gay is widely accepted by much of society. Or is it?
When we moved to our current home in South Wales, both my partner and I felt a little hesitant about whether people would accept us. There are fewer residents here than in the area where we had lived for over 30 years. We were returning to that place where I’d been told that ‘being gay didn’t happen.’ We could not have been more wrong!
People have been so welcoming, and we’re as much a part of the community as anyone else. Strange, though, is that every now and again, when I meet somebody for the first time and am asked who the other guy who walks our dogs is, I find myself hesitating before saying, “He’s my partner.”
Maybe some of the scars from our past never heal?
Swansea Bay. A 5-minute walk from our new home.All photos in this post belong to me, Hugh W. Roberts
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Tvár ikonickej vianočnej reklamy na Kofolu, urobila odvážny krok a otvorene prehovorila o svojej identite. #SandraFlemrova #kofola #comingout
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Cosa succede se fai un #bisex #comingout ?
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Queer folks like me tend to joke about the first time they truly knew.
If you’re down with the Alphabet Gang, chances are you get exactly what I mean — the moment that, without a shred of doubt or uncertainty, you knew you were #queer.
https://medium.com/prismnpen/gay-straight-or-draw-whats-unsaid-in-the-things-we-never-say-a169aa169def?sk=c10433c5714934b7a24f6fb0858c8d82
I used to focus through nights of studying. Binge watch tv shows. Read for hours. Listen to a friend’s stories. Sit without a phone. Sit. In one place. How can I possibly have ADHD?
https://medium.com/prismnpen/my-neurodivergent-coming-out-mirrors-my-gay-coming-out-42cc7d9920a8
Một câu chuyện ấm lòng tại Tây Ninh khi một chàng trai dẫn người yêu đồng giới về ra mắt gia đình. Phản ứng của người cha đã khiến nhiều người xúc động: thay vì định kiến, ông đã dành cho con những lời nói đầy yêu thương và thấu hiểu.
Tình cảm gia đình chân thành chính là sự ủng hộ lớn lao nhất, vượt qua mọi rào cản.
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As long as you're alive, there's time.
No matter your age or the state of your health, you have the time to embrace your true self.
Approaching his mid-30s, Archuleta says, “Now it’s like I get to connect with people who are actually experiencing what I’m experiencing… like queer experience.”
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Susan Powter says she's a 'huge lesbian,' gives her biggest bit of dating advice
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MERROW JL – Coup de foudre à Southampton
#netgalleyfrance #coupdefoudreasouthampton #livre #mm #bl #lecture #blog #bloglitteraire #lesevasionsdenaely #lespassionsdaely #SlowBurn #ComingOut #Humour Edition : MxM BookmarkNombre de pages : 374 pagesTerminé le 27 octobre 2025 Résumé Trouver l’amour n’est pas toujours de tout repos.Son travail : réduit à néant. Son mariage : au bord du gouffre. Tim Knight ne met pas longtemps à se laisser convaincre de quitter Londres pour…
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Here's my first #ComingOut experience:
When I was an eight years old boy, I went down to my dad – who was doing laundry in the cellar at the time – and told him nonchalantly I was gay.
Unfortunately, this coincided with a phase in my childhood where I would constantly tell lies and made-up news to my parents to see how they would react! I'd tell them some outrageous news I've supposedly heard just to gauge their reactions, get some attention and have an interesting conversation.
My dad thought that this kind of behaviour was a critical phase in childhood development and that I was building my moral code off of what my parents would tell me!
So when I told him I was gay, he felt that I was probably telling another made-up story for shock value to see how they'd react. After all, I was just 8, and for all my dad knew, a real coming-out wasn't this casual and nonchalant. He thought I picked up the concept of gay people somewhere and that I'd want to know whether it's good or bad by doing this.
My dad felt like it was really important for him to give a perfect expression at this critical development moment of his kid, so he acted like he felt was the most textbook-esque reaction: he gave me a hug, he said there's nothing wrong with it, that they love me just the same, and that I can bring home a boy or a girl however I wanted.
I was happy, he was happy, and he thought he primed me with some good ethics. And he forgot about it.
So, years later, when I was around 12, I casually told my parents about a boy I might have a crush on, and they were super surprised.
I was confused and said: "But I told you I was gay years ago!" I only then realised that my dad thought I was just a kid telling a silly lie all along!
So yeah, I came out as gay twice to my parents. :P
(And as bi later. And then as trans. And then as detrans. And then as trans again.)
Growing up gay in a chaotic, conservative household didn’t exactly train me for happiness. And yet, I couldn’t let myself off the hook. Because I didn’t think it was enough.
https://medium.com/prismnpen/i-bombed-my-perfect-house-of-cards-6001fe63f578
