I used to be gay, or so I thought.When I was about 13, I decided I must be gay because I was unable to handle my own masculinity. It scared me too much. My father had already given me a lot to be afraid of: He'd cheated on my mother and left her crying, alone and selflessly attempting to salvage a dead relationship.When I was faced with the prospect of either being a "man" or being "me"-who I saw as "better than that" and "not someone who would do such awful things as men do"-I chose "me." Then, because "me" was not "a man," "me" became gay.I'm not saying this is how homosexuality develops for everybody. It's just my story.For me, however, it became all-encompassing because I've always been driven to strive and achieve in everything I do. So I became an activist.I started activism when I was 20 at Dartmouth College where I went to school. I continued as a protester at the Republican National Convention in San Diego in 1996. We chalked outlines of ourselves on the sidewalk and ran around shouting slogans and such.
When I was 22, I started work at XY Magazine, the first-ever magazine targeted at gay youth. Then, when I was about 25, I edited "The XY Survival Guide: Everything You Need to Know About Being Young & Gay," the first-ever "guidebook" for being young and gay. Then when I was 26, I left XY to start Young Gay America, which was a non-profit, media-based outreach project that drove around North America, conducting interviews with gay and lesbian youth and uploading their interviews and stories to the Internet in a community-based website.
My story includes me having a nervous breakdown, feeling like I was hurting tons of people with my actions, and turning to the Bible, praying and understanding that what was in the Bible was not nearly as scary as what people had made it out to be...
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http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=56575
As in the days of Noah...

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