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Trans Woman Shares Her Journey To Authenticity. “It’s A Fantastic Life When You Could Be The Person You’ve Always Been Inside.”

by Gennifer Herley

Trans Woman Shares Her Journey To Authenticity. “It’s A Fantastic Life When You Could Be The Person You’ve Always Been Inside.”

My name is Gennifer Herley. I’m from Seaford, New York. I met my ex-wife when I was 19 and she was 17. We were dating for several years and she lived at home and I lived at home...

“I’m Your Granddaughter Now.” Trans Woman Reveals Her Authentic Self To Grandmother.

by Robyn Sheopersad

“I’m Your Granddaughter Now.” Trans Woman Reveals Her Authentic Self To Grandmother.

I’m Robyn Sheopersad and I’m from Queens, New York. In 1996, my mother died of a car accident. I had no parental figure really around because my father went into a depression ...

Gay Lawyer Embraces His Identity In The Workplace And Thrives.

by Patrick Opdyke

Gay Lawyer Embraces His Identity In The Workplace And Thrives.

I’m Patrick Opdyke and I’m from New York, New York. I went to college at Georgetown in Washington, DC. So at the time that I joined the rugby team, I was out but I wasn’t ne...

Gay Man Experiences Panic Attacks, Self-Harm And Crippling Depression Before Coming Out.

by Ben Conard

Gay Man Experiences Panic Attacks, Self-Harm And Crippling Depression Before Coming Out.

My name is Ben Conard and I’m from Setauket, New York. In college, I, you know, I was always kind of known as a go-getter and I worked really hard and I involved myself in every...

From Couch Surfing To Owning Her Own Couch: How A Gay Woman Found Independence After Coming Out.

by Victoria A.

From Couch Surfing To Owning Her Own Couch: How A Gay Woman Found Independence After Coming Out.

My name is Victoria and I’m from Brooklyn, New York. When I was still living with my parents in Coney Island about two and a half years ago, I was going to college. And I had me...

Gay Woman Learns To Love Her Body. “I Gave Myself Permission To Redefine My Life And Who I Am.”

by Raven

Gay Woman Learns To Love Her Body. “I Gave Myself Permission To Redefine My Life And Who I Am.”

My name is Raven. I’m from Brooklyn, New York. My freshman year of high school, I went to a school that was pretty gay. So when I moved to North Carolina my second year, my soph...

Queer Woman Shares Coming Out Story In Front Of Hundreds Of People – Including Her Mother.

by Día Bùi

Queer Woman Shares Coming Out Story In Front Of Hundreds Of People – Including Her Mother.

My name is Día Bùi. I am a queer Vietnamese Buddhist and I live in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, New York. On my twenty-sixth birthday, which I share with my father, my family went out to...

“Maybe I Am A Tatted-Up, Crazy Witch Lesbian Slut And Maybe I Just Need To Go Be That Person.”

by Autumn

“Maybe I Am A Tatted-Up, Crazy Witch Lesbian Slut And Maybe I Just Need To Go Be That Person.”

My name is Autumn and I’m from Brooklyn, New York. I grew up in a small cabin, Swiss Family Robinson-style treehouse type situation that my dad built in the middle of a state fo...

Falling In Love, Breaking Up, And Reuniting: “Every Day Was The Best, Best, Best, Best Day Ever.”

by Sheila Bligen

Falling In Love, Breaking Up, And Reuniting: “Every Day Was The Best, Best, Best, Best Day Ever.”

1950s: Experience During Naptime: “It Was An Inkling Of A Difference.” So being a native New Yorker, I started my early childhood education on the Lower East Side. I was fourLate 1950s: Neighborhood Crush: “She Was The Sexiest Thing I Had Ever Seen.” Okay, so in the late fifties, we – the big migration – so we moved from the Lower East Side t1960s: First Kiss With Another Girl Was “The Kiss Of Life.” So I’m 17. I’m living in Spanish Harlem and I’m venturing out to Harlem at this point. So Diane becomes one “I Learned How A Broken Heart Actually Feels.” So now I’m 17. I’m a senior in high school. I start to venture out. So I’ve become friends with Diane. Her house was a coFalling In Love, Breaking Up, And Reuniting: “Every Day Was The Best, Best, Best, Best Day Ever.” From my twenties into my thirties, I’m dealing with men and I’m living mOn Being Called An “Elder”: “I’m A Human Being. I’m Sheila. End Of Story.” I’m 67. And if I have to be put in put in a box, I embrace the term queer. But, I don’t...

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