Personal Stories

I Stay Strong

When I was 14, I made the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make. I knew I had to come out to my family and friends. I developed the courage one night during dinner to tell my Grandparents (they were my guardians at the time) and I thought they would...

By: anonymous

Full Circle

I grew up in a loving home with a loving family. When I came out of the closet there were a lot of things that changed the dynamics of that loving family. I ended up getting kicked out and moving into a homeless shelter for youth in my home town...

By: anonymous

Horrible High School

High school was at the same time a great experience and also a horrible one. I had friends and maintained a good GPA, but I also was picked on mercilessly for being gay. Bullies in school were very bold and I would not only be harassed in the hallways, but even...

By: anonymous

Lost and Found

The summer before entering my senior year of high school, I promised myself that I would no longer be a fake, I would take off the mask and stop my masquerade. However, revealing my true identity would be difficult because I had lived 17 years in silence of my sexuality–my...

By: anonymous

California Dreamin’

They say that everything happens for a reason. My story begins on December 30, 2004. I had just finished one of the most powerful letters of my life. It was my step toward honesty; moving forward from where I’d been to become who I knew I was. I had written...

By: anonymous

My Story My Clay-Clay

Hi, my name is Jackie. I have taken in a friend that has become more or less a brother to me and who is gay. I have known Clay for a little over 5 years, but he has been living with my husband and I for a year. Our story began...

By: jackie

Here After all

Hi. Well, ok, I am the youngest of 8 and only 2 are straight. I knew I was gay when I was little, but I never knew that I would be shunned by my family or kicked out of the house at 11. My siblings came out last year. I...

By: anonymous

And a Time to Every Purpose….

It took me more time to come to grips with the fact that I was homeless than it had for me to come to grips with the fact that I was LGBT. Being homeless is its own closet, it is one that goes deep, and it is a place when...

By: anonymous

Open Your Eyes

I’m not really good at telling stories, so I’ll just tell you about my experience. At 18, I moved out of my house because my parents found out I kissed a boy. I convinced them I wasn’t gay so I can still keep a relationship with my mother. But, I...

By: anonymous

A Mother’s Love

I am the mother of 3 boys and each is very different from the other. No shock there, but it was a shock one Christmas when my middle son told me he was gay. I had no clue at all even when others would tell me that they thought he...

By: anonymous