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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Think You Don’t Know Any Gay People?
By Elan Pavlinich
This student had never encountered LGBT cultures before. He knew about gay-bashing, but he did not know any gay people. Suddenly he had an openly queer professor.
MoreWitness to a Transitional Moment
By Robert Hamilton
At one point, he yelled: “This is not about sex!” I told him I knew that. “It’s about identity,” I said.
MoreLife as Lived Is Enough
BY Stanley Ely
A smidgen of greed does slip in as November days grow shorter and colder, and I think of how I’d like someone to cuddle with. But, I ask, why do I miss a relationship when so many turn out badly?
MoreMy Road to Empowerment
By Chloe O. Davis.
I feel absolutely beautiful—elevated in my faith and graceful in my being. My unique identity is my story and my purpose. My labels are complex, not complicated. My labels don’t define me but I give them the power to affirm.
MoreThe Practice Never Ends
By Nina Kennedy
As a teenager, I performed as a piano soloist throughout the U.S., South America, and the Caribbean. Eventually I came to New York to study at Juilliard and continued to search for love in women’s bars. My second year at Juilliard, I met the woman who taught me what love was …
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Our Marriage Is Transactional, Our Love Is Not
By Edward Jackson
Neither Ric nor I envisioned our first year of married life would be this way.
Luck, Lesbians, and Literature
By Diana Souhami
My need for self-expression began as a struggle with otherness, my confusion and inarticulacy about being lesbian. I was born in 1940. I grew up without words to express what I felt and with no one to tell them to, even if I could have found such words. I had no role models, no books to read.