Be Heard

Being raised in a relatively strict Filipino, Catholic family amongst the first generation, there was much expected of me. Especially being one of the elder grandchildren and cousins, I was supposed to set an example for my “ adings ” (younger relative) because I was their “ manang ” (older relative). I did not take this responsibility lightly and I

I have always been one of those people that never wanted to get married. Honestly, I never even thought I wanted anything more long-term than six months. A perpetual singleton, I couldn't understand why people were even bothering to try and legalize marriage. Who needed it? That was my story … … until I met Phil . I have never wanted anything more than to make

I am a mother of 5 . I drove my kids so I can have a dialog with them about why it is so important to be ALL inclusive. I have loved ones that have various sexual orientations and this is one way I can contribute to help give them a more loving accepting world. I pray that my love for them radiates how much I love them. Also, since my kids are biracial and some are autistic,

It was shocking how quickly our lives fell apart after coming out later in life. There was a stark contrast between being married to men and having heterosexual privilege and being identified as lesbians. We worked together professionally for many years and were well-respected in our community until we became a couple. The message of hate and homophobia was

I knew I was gay from an early age (like 4 years old), but I didn't really understand it because of all the negativity I had been raised to feel about it especially from my church. When I was in the 8th grade, I told myself I could not let myself be tempted by the devil to have attractions towards men and that I would never act on the desires I had towards other males. Then