Wow, I made a website. And I thought it was a big deal when I created a MySpace page.
I'm trying to think of how to describe myself, but it's hard. Like setting up a dating app profile and writing something other than "My favorite color is red, I'm a Leo, and..."
Well, born and raised in Colorado, I found that I stood out like a sore thumb. While other boys were learning football plays, I was mastering the dances of Britney Spears. Most students would ride horses to school, but I would ride my red Razor scooter pretending I was in a Mary Kate & Ashley movie. You know the one I'm taking about. And while most boys were sucking necks with girls, I was lurking in the shadows studying their straight behaviors.
Writing can be very cathartic and therapeutic. I spent most of my quarantine routine writing a memoir on my experiences being gay. While writing each chapter, emotions I didn't know I held would surface, and it felt like I had exorcised a demon. Reading each piece on the screen, I felt lighter, freer, and a sense of accomplishment.
I encourage everyone to write about their experiences. Not only for their benefit, but for the opportunity to educate or support others.