Over the last three years, I've had to answer seemingly endless questions asking if we were staying, how it felt to be in a dying neighborhood and if we were threatened because "all the gays left." Let me be clear about this: Chelsea is NOT dying.
When Splash does close this month, I won't necessarily miss it (though I did have some remarkable times there). What I will miss is the New York City that it was a part of, a place where the fringes of our culture could come together and celebrate.
After coming back to NYC from LA, there was one gaping hole in my life: There was no one place I could go to get back in touch with my friends and my community. There was no place where I could be openly gay but not feel like I was sitting in a shed with rainbow flags over my head.