Outspoken

Student Sellers and Their Parent Pushers

I am a competitive person but believe there are limits to how you win a competition. Something parents do during their children’s competitions really bothers me and I refuse to participate. When you think of...

My Body, My Privacy

For several years after coming out as transgender, I had prosthetic breasts. They were in many ways the entry point to my being perceived as a woman, and quickly became part of my extended sense of self. But wh...

My Social Media Cleanse

I did it! I finally did it! Well, I think I’ve done it! I’ve moved one step closer to a life of happiness. I’ve sworn up and down that social media does play mental and emotional games with my well being at tim...

The 25% Sweet Spot in Gay Dating

The “Who Viewed Your Profile” section for most of my dating apps should be renamed “Guys Who Dodged Your Shot.” Whenever I click on that feature, it’s usually a recap of men with whom I have unsuccessfully flir...

The Act of Sexual Repression

A fashion trend at Pride had me and a friend talking. The colorful display that gay men don made me realize in this discussion how sexually-repressed women still are. A straight male friend attended a Pride ...

My Perfect Religion: Subjectivity

My parents were kind enough to let me decide my commitment towards religion after they had been products of bible-thumping in the northeast. My mother in the creaking pews of an Irish protestant church in rural...

The Come Down

It’s no secret to anyone who has ever taken part in the circuit scene that the after-effects of partying all weekend long can impact your mental and emotional health. Atlanta Pride was no exception as I found m...

Here’s to Hoping My Love is Less Lethal

I got a new kitty last week, and if this one dies in less than five years I’ll know for sure I’m not meant to be a pet owner. The sadness I felt when my first cat suddenly died when he was four was surpassed by...

Boy Crush

Many of us take for granted our effect on other people, assuming our existence is a solitary one. A recent trip to my son’s school made me realize that I am a celebrity, not in the media world, but in the eyes ...

My Gender, My Pride

It seems nearly criminal to say that I’m a woman because I choose to be one, even as this statement is much truer to my experience than the more acceptable narrative that I was born trans. In all honesty, I ...

A Lifetime of Coming Out

A question I will hear for the rest of my life: When did you come out? To be honest, I come out often, sometimes with more ease than others, but oftentimes I feel like the metaphorical caterpillar that is tryin...