When I was 14, my parents asked if I was gay. This is the story of what happened.

I was brought up in a Jewish household, and my grandmother was the youth director for the regional reform Jewish youth group. If it wasn’t explicitly stated that I would participate in the regional youth group when I became of age, which was 8th grade, I felt compelled. Besides, my grandmother was a youth director…thatContinue reading “When I was 14, my parents asked if I was gay. This is the story of what happened.”

20 Years Ago, A Good Friend Saved Me from Myself; Last Week, We Remade the Night

I was 15 years old, and at that age, I was indestructible. I knew everything. I could do everything. And I certainly didn’t need any authority figure to tell me otherwise. One random Saturday, I was sitting at my desk in my room, typing away at my large keyboard while looking at my large, tube-styleContinue reading “20 Years Ago, A Good Friend Saved Me from Myself; Last Week, We Remade the Night”