I grew up in a world with patriarchy, racism, and fear.

I grew up in a world with alliens, zombies, and sexy grils.

I grew up in a world with Family , Community, and Race.

Coming out is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

I grew up in a world with strong family traditions, education, and an unspoken normalcy.

Lashing out at school is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

I grew up in a world with love, family, and resources.

My little white lie is...
closeted comphet insecurity shamed sexualized me.

My truth is I'm gay but my family has no idea.

Being true to myself means being both empathetic and sarcastic.

Hanging out with friends, online and real life put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

fifth grade is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.