It's a beautiful, moving film about a very tender subject: artists who die young but leave us an extremely important part of themselves. How do you preserve this? How do you keep this beautiful "self" alive when it's a piece of art?
Some survive the maelstrom and become stronger; others, like Dan, pay a very heavy price. Throwing the glare of heavy klieg lights on an already traumatized person is a recipe for disaster.
Most of the kids that the Hetrick-Martin Institute served were kids of color. We black, Puerto Rican, Asian, Indian and biracial kids were finding a way out of no way, creating impromptu families because our real families hated us or no longer claimed us as their own.
There is an extra man in our relationship. I don't think about him too much, but every once in a while I have to or I want to or I forget something about him that I want to remember. So that's when I usually ask my wife to help me out.
These days jokes about my sexuality hardly bother me, but the ownership that many women feel they have over it most certainly does. Let's dish! (I'm thinking my new catchphrase will really help reinforce my masculinity.)
Dr. Elly Tams, a 43-year-old professional woman who studied gender theory, thought it would be a great idea to send out thousands of abusive emails and tweets using homophobic language.
To today's LGBTQ youth who look up to out celebrities like Tom, the idea that they are "allowed" to entertain the same romantic fantasies as their straight friends is a big deal. I know that having someone like Tom on my radar would have made a big difference to me growing up.
Once upon a time I had a girlfriend. I was 16 and confused about my sexuality; she was 17 and clearly also confused about my sexuality.
Eddy Arias didn't know he was undocumented when he came to the United States at the age of 14. That didn't stop immigration authorities from detaining Arias two years ago, during a routine traffic stop.
Lesley was my closest friend to become sick in the 1980s, and he fought bravely until his death from AIDS. I will not dig up Lesley's body and beat young gay men with his corpse. Lesley did not perish so that I could use him as a scare tactic. He wasn't a cautionary tale. He wasn't a martyr.
I "heart" Ron. He was the main reason I went to the local chapter of the evangelical Christian youth group, Young Life. Yes, I went because I loved--and love--Jesus. But the whole truth is that I initially went to Young Life because I fell head-over-heels in love with Ron in an adolescent, puppy-love kind of way.
I'm stuck. And I'm angry, because people around me, people I love, are dying, cancer taking them down like dominoes. How do I muster gratitude in the face of chemo?
Dear God, I don't know why or how you made me gay, but however you did it, or whatever the reason, thank you. I know it's not a gift that you bestow on everyone, and I feel fortunate and grateful that I'm one of the lucky few.
This post is about sharing the voices of some amazing LGBTQ community leaders, allies, and friends -- and they are thankful for a lot. I hope this assemblage of thanks is as awe-inspiring to you as it is to me.
One thing that we've found that helps pass the time until you're allowed to leave? Casting our favorite TV characters in the most outlandish roles and seeing what happens.
In every step we take, Harvey, we recognize that our family stands on a foundation built by you and your generation's brave work. In every step we take, we honor your request to come out, come out, wherever we are, to "break down the myths, destroy the lies and distortions."