I remember vividly, a moment as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Arkansas kid, sitting on a pew at the First Baptist Church. While the preacher delivered his message, I was busy praying. I was asking God to make me bisexual. Not for acceptance, and not for fear of sinning, but because for my young, sheltered mind, it was the only way to one day become a father. Often in small, southern towns like mine, people manipulate religion to cause turmoil for LGBT people, and anti-gay folk hold the Bible up as the reason for their intolerance...
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