I don't disagree. But I've learned how to overcome. I still did what I wanted anyway. I asked for a $600 beater so I could learn how to fix cars. I got a Mercedes instead. The first car I bought was a $600 non working jeep with 300k miles.

It's probably why I had so many people come to me for help--I think I have a few screws loose; where I came from the kids had knives on the playground. I have two cuts on my face.

It was a strange thing to have people in their 50's come out, being gay, to me; I don't have a problem with that. Or even tell me about what atrocities they experienced in their childhood. It's the only thing I can brag about, that people, even to this day, tell me their darkest secrets that they've held on to throughout their lives.