In this world of perpetual social upheaval, being who I am-openly gay--isn't always easy. But I persist.
I decided more than twenty-five years ago that coming out was the only healthy way to live.
With the assistance of two amazing therapists (thank you, Barry and Valerie!) and the love of a small circle of friends and family, I discovered that authenticity was my way out of denial, depression, and anxiety.
Over the years, I've written frequently on this topic in my books and here in my blog. Today, on National Coming Out Day in the United States, I'm here to remind you once again that I am a proud gay man.
This one aspect of my identity--the fact that I am attracted to the same sex and married happily to another man--certainly defines the way I see the world. It gives me compassion and empathy for others who are different ... no matter their skin color, religious beliefs, economic status, or capabilities.
All my life, I have been protective of those who are disenfranchised and less fortunate. I came from a modest background and have survived personal and family hardships.
As a teenager and young man, I didn't understand or love myself, but now that I do I feel it is my obligation to remain visible. To pave the way for queer teens and adults who may not yet feel comfortable enough to come out.
In 2023, I think most Americans are supportive of their gay friends, family members, and neighbors. Of course, there is a vocal minority that would prefer we don't exist. I have no control of their beliefs.
No doubt, some of them will be demonstrating at the end of the Phoenix Pride Parade route on October 20, when I sing and march with my friends in the Phoenix Gay Men's Chorus.
But they will be overshadowed by the thousands of LGBTQ supporters--gay and straight--who will line the parade route with their parents and children, cheer, and wave their rainbow flags.
We are a country that was founded on the notion of "liberty and justice for all." At times, we have failed miserably at fulfilling our mission as a democratic society.
But I'm not ready to give up. I still have hope--as a sixty-six-year-old gay man, husband, father, brother, writer, singer, friend, neighbor, voter, and citizen of the United States--that we will find our way out of the political divisiveness that exists.
I'm not sure how we'll get there, but today--and everyday--all of us who are different must continue to come out, be ourselves, love each other, and remind the world that LGBTQ citizens are valuable, kind, contributing, and responsible Americans. We will not be denied.
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