If I let myself the tears would flow
I'm not feeling grand
Please give me a hand
With your touch I'll recover I know
I wrote that this morning and writing it somehow helped me buck up a bit. I'd say my day started as a D+ and ended at a B+. Going to church helped. Having one of my high priest buddies put his arm around me helped. It was the touch I needed. And being with the grandkids helped, too.
How do you cope with the challenges of being gay or bi in a straight world? Of not being straight in the culture of Mormonism?
