Tag "Self Acceptance"
Woman Spent 9 Years Trying To Pray Her Husband’s Gay Away, And It Was All Futile
A woman has written a post about how she spent a decade trying to pray her husband’s homosexuality away. Ali Anne, in a blog post published on Love What Matters,
THE DEEP CUT
The past two years have been a real test on my individuality. There were two failed suicide attempts because I was fighting who I am. I had all these questions
Overcoming The Abuse And The Lessons From ‘The Miseducation Of Cameron Post’
I recently read a tweet where the user called out a common failing of parenting. He said: “Just a quick reminder that the child you imagine in your head is
“How Could He Know He Was Gay?” The Ridiculous Question That Came After The Suicide Of The 9-Year-Old
Reports came to light a few days ago about a 9-year-old boy from Colorado, Jamel Myles, taking his life because of anti-gay bullying from his classmates. His mother, Leia Piece,
THE JOURNEY THROUGH HOMOSEXUALITY
Denial is the first stage of grief. It’s also often the first response to realizing that one is homosexual. Acceptance is the last stage of grief, if one ever does
Lessons Learned From ‘She Called Me Woman’ (Entry 7)
[Click here for LESSON 6] LESSON 7 From the chapter, ‘If You Want Lesbian, Go To Room 24’, RD says: “I am out to everyone at home. Hiding is not
The First Time I Was Called Homo
As a child, I was very effeminate. I acted a lot like a girl. My behind swayed as I walked, and gesticulating with limp-wristed hands while talking was the most
AN ACCEPTABLE TOGETHER
“HELP!” I want to scream all the time, but I’m not quite sure who would hear my cry. It’s a feeling of dread, a pang in my chest, a never-ending
You Ask Me: “Who Do You Think You Are?”
The essence of life Of the life we claim to hold dear Lies in our conformity In our ability to shrink ourselves Become less of who we are Morph into
The Destination Of Me
i. On my forehead is an inscription that screams Q-U-E-E-R – apparently visible to everyone but me. They say I’m pretty, with the brows and the lashes. I roll my
