by Sasha Buchert

My name is Sasha Buchert and I’m from Portland, Oregon.  When I was younger, Iike a lot of people, I didn’t have the greatest relationship with my dad. We just weren&And it just made me see that, my dad loved me and saw me and supported me. Even at the risk of social cost. I know that this person obviously knew that I was transgender. But my d...

by Charlie Poulson

Nathan: Welcome to this week’s Story Update. Today, we’re going to be talking with Charlie Poulson. But first, let’s take a look his story. Charlie: My name is Charlie Pou...

by Timothy Byars

My name is Timothy Byars. I’m from Wichita Falls, Texas. Every time the church doors were open, we were there. My granny was – played the piano every Sunday and Wednesday. My ...

by Jose Reyes

I’m Jose Reyes, I’m from Corvallis, Oregon. I grew up in a religious and conservative household, I also went to a Christian school, went to church a lot. So for me, always kno...

by Ken Barnhart

Prior to my first public declaration that I was gay, I had been married to a wonderful woman for 27 years. Together we raised four children and I have two grandchildren. I love th...

by Luke Lebaron

Momma loved pretty. She kept all her pretty locked up in a turquoise travel case that she hid in the back of her closet. I remember being about five (or maybe six) years old and s...

by Sassafras Lowrey

I was raised to never get away. Manipulation and abuse are what I thought family meant. I grew up in dysfunction. The physical bruises so much easier to heal than the ones that la...

by Justin K.

I had always known I was gay. I came out at 18 during my first year at college—my first year away from home. There was nothing extraordinary about coming out to my mom (on the p...

by Andreas Gibson

Growing up, all the “stereotypically gay” things that I did and liked were not really unusual for anyone in my family. All of my family loves to decorate, cook, shop, and perf...