I spent a decade trying to reconcile homosexual desire with a longing for approval, resulting in paralyzing shame. I discovered a potion that quashes discomfort and emboldens reckless sexual practices, masquerading as free love. I invented a thousand ways to rationalize my addiction while eagerly waiting to hear the words that would never come: Sweet boy, you are righteous in your sexuality. Your compulsion is fear. Your anger is your pain. Your love is beautiful. It need not hide in the darkness nor be lubricated by artificial compounds. Love vastly and proudly. Love others with cause. Love
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