Homelessness by Orientation – I have been living on the streets for 1 month. I never in my life imagined that I would end up this way. My father (who says he loves me very much) is paying the bills in a home where I am excluded. My psychotic mum rules . . . read more
At the Crossroads of Gay Identity Politics. It is an opinion but it is causing me grief. In vain, I have tried to tell my LGBT friends that they are wasting their time going after an institution that is already past its sell-by date. Every day we are hearing . . . read more
Fine weather friends: Good riddance to bad rubbish I consider myself to be something of an expert on “fine weather friends”. My mum used to talk about them from the time I was a kid and they have passed through my life. I just did not reckon that Andre would . . . read more
My name is Leonard. I am 21 years old. I am from Haiti but a US citizen. This letter is my cry for help because the world seems to be deaf to my cries for help and oblivious to my dire plight. I feel like quitting on my life and . . . read more
Who gets state welfare benefits and why? This is a question that has troubled the community as well as the social workers that have to explain everything to just about everybody. Over time a negative stereotype of “welfare queens” has been allowed to germinate with largely ineffective counterarguments. Notice the . . . read more
A mother’s tale of courage and conviction after her gay son committed suicide I think I have been through all the phases of grief, at least the ones that I know of any way. However, I don’t think I will ever forget the day I walked in on . . . read more
Why me? Why now? How could I have been such a fool? Those are the questions that keep making the rounds in my head as I contemplate yet another pang of pain. I met Gary at university. He was doing finance and we shared two course units. Gary was naturally . . . read more
Do Bastard Stand a Chance? “You bastard! You’ve just ruined my marriage!” My ever slightly narcissistic mother was at it again. Her sleeping around was suddenly my fault. I should not have been born. I should have kept her secret intact. My father (always a hard man) is doing . . . read more
Tom Boy: A “Butch” Straight Woman’s Story I will not repeat the names that I was called at school because I actually think they are too offensive for public consumption. I have had many years of living this dual existence. On one hand I am a very powerful, independent . . . read more
