I was born the 8th of 9 children and grew up on a farm in Connecticut. In this photo, I'm dressed like a hippie with my younger sister Mary. My family was very Republican, thus the elephant doll. Notice I'm holding the doll, not Mary.
I had an absolutely wonderful childhood due to two loving parents.
Speaking of my family, my mom's brother is also gay. But accepting that I was gay was very traumatic for me, and lead me to look for life's "pain killers."
I had my first "experience" in Boy Scouts with "Jack" when I was 13. I was also infatuated with "Jeff", my high school friend. I guess I was 14 when I first accepted myself, or cried for the first time when I quasi-accepted I might be gay. But I didn't truly come out to myself until I was 26 years old.
Today, I'm a 42 year old man who has been in a loving, monogamous relationship with my man. Actually, this week on January 28, 2011 - we celebrate 15 years together!
* Blogmaster's Note:
HAPPY 15th ANNIVERSARY, HIRAM!!! xoxo
I wish I could have been more secure with myself earlier on, as that could have lead me down different roads. But things happen for reason. My man happened for a reason. I love him dearly, and he reminds me it's funny how life flows.
As far as my family is concerned, I am fully loved and my partner is accepted as one of the family.