Published inGay Mag·Sep 4, 2019Member-onlyA Chronicle of Closeted Sex ActsWhen being gay still felt like an epic disaster — 1.There is a picture of me as a toddler kissing a little boy named Jack. We are sitting on a miniature white wicker chair on the front porch of my house. We both have short, wispy curls, his blonde and mine brown, that fall just above the base of our…Pain8 min readPain8 min read
Published inHuman Parts·Jun 6, 2019Member-onlyComing Out and Getting CrushedLosing my first girlfriend was devastating but also — eventually — empowering — The first thing I learned after Ally broke my heart was to never pour quinoa on a whiskey-soaked laptop. I had been drinking over Skype with my best friend — who was inconveniently a thousand miles away — to try to sort out what had just happened to me when…LGBTQ11 min readLGBTQ11 min read
