“At 19 years old, with two suitcases, a hope, and a dream, I moved to New York. I’d go to the bathroom and there’d be blood in the toilet. I thought I was slowly dying. AGAIN, I was homeless, with just my suitcase.”
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“At 19 years old, with two suitcases, a hope, and a dream, I moved to New York. I’d go to the bathroom and there’d be blood in the toilet. I thought I was slowly dying. AGAIN, I was homeless, with just my suitcase.”
“I realized it’s better for my child to have a happy parent than a straight parent.”
“The neighbors notice me stumbling to my refrigerator, chugging from the bottle of wine by the sliver of light that sneaks into the room. They mutter, ‘What a shame.’ They watch me do this three times a night until the bottle is dry.”
“I was afraid of being ‘the blind person,’ of being different. I was afraid of being who I truly am.”
“Some days I feel good about myself and what the day will bring. Some days the weight of being a good mom, a good wife, and an overall good person gives me a nervous tummy ache.”
“I felt as if my face was about to melt off. ‘Mom, I’m gay and I have a girlfriend. I think I love her.’ She started howling, deep belly laughing.”
“Everyone else seemed so carefree. I was riddled with worry and didn’t want anybody looking at me. I didn’t want to be the center of attention at my own WEDDING.”
“Much of what I do for my clients is not the role of a postpartum doula. But that’s okay. I’m working to change the way we support new moms.”
“I never babysit my kids. They are absolutely my responsibility, and it is on me to be the father they need.”
“I’d constantly think about Asher getting cancer or being kidnapped. ‘You can’t possibly parent a normal child in a same-sex household.’ I felt like my life was falling apart.”