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My Why for Being an LGBTQ Ally
Family gatherings were filled with laughter, food, and stories. Yet, among these joyful moments, there was always a sense of something unspoken, a quiet pain that lurked beneath the surface.
My Why for Being an LGBTQ Ally
Growing up, I never questioned the importance of family. Family gatherings were filled with laughter, food, and stories.
Yet, among these joyful moments, there was always a sense of something unspoken, a quiet pain that lurked beneath the surface. This pain belonged to my cousin, a man who could never live his authentic life as a gay man.
My cousin, let’s call him James, was the kind of person who lit up a room with his presence.
His smile was infectious, his laughter was genuine, and his kindness knew no bounds. Yet, there was a part of James that remained hidden, a secret he felt compelled to keep. Growing up in a conservative family and community, being gay was not an option that seemed available to him. Instead, he felt the need to conform to societal expectations.
James entered into a marriage with a woman who was as dominant as she was controlling. From the outside, it seemed like a typical union…
