Here’s My Story

HERE’S MY STORY is a feature on The G&LR‘s website, where you can share some part of your life story with other readers. We receive a lot of submissions of personal memoirs, but the magazine doesn’t publish first-person narratives as a general rule. “Here’s My Story” is a space that allows our readers (and others) to talk about their experiences as members of the LGBT+ community. There are no restrictions on subject matter, but some broad areas might include:

  • Coming-out stories
  • Memorable love affairs
  • An epiphany (e.g. a work of art)

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By Jonah Newman
I craved my teammates’ acceptance and respect, and it couldn’t have been clearer that these would never be extended to anyone other than a cisgender, heterosexual man.

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By Subhaga Crystal Bacon
I say I came out formally at that time because I had long since come out to myself one summer afternoon in elementary school while riding my bike. I can still see the scene as if it were yesterday: The purple bike with its chopper handlebars and white banana seat.

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By David Cameron Strachan
In junior high school, I saw that I wasn’t developing like other boys. I was teased for my small genitals and breast growth. Our family doctor assured my mother that I’d eventually be “normal” but my biology textbook gave me doubts: it said “giants are usually sterile.”

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By David Monticalvo
For the first time in my life, I was happy to be gay, and could enjoy being me. I didn’t know it at the time, but this moment was a spiritual realization – the first step in allowing me fuller self-acceptance.

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By Charlie J. Stephens
There are fishing people and service workers and librarians and tradespeople. Few people have managed to use the they/them pronouns that I prefer.

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By Chef Rossi
Being a bisexual rocker chick suited my image, but still, there were all those pesky penises to contend with. At first, I thought, “Maybe I just don’t like nice Jewish boys.”

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By Thomasin Lockwood
I frequently thought of women, but could barely admit it to myself, let alone go out and explore it. A drunk make out with a female colleague was as far as I went.

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By Gregory Walters
I grew up at a time when there weren’t any visible or out homosexuals. Liberace had stated under oath he wasn’t gay. Elton John was married to a woman, Paul Lynde was a harmless, snarky coot on Hollywood Squares, and Charles Nelson Reilly, a regular on Match Game, just seemed kooky.

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