100 days later, my sexual sobriety still very much feels like a fantastical concept. But it’s easier now, I guess.

Should I accept my sexuality and call myself gay? And if I do, should I shun my Christian beliefs or somehow still be a devout Christian? A gay Christian?

My former girlfriend dumped me and was now with my best male friend. Had I been betrayed by both of them?

While on the road trip, a lot of things were going through my mind. My friend would be seeing both the good and the bad stuff of where I was brought up.

Before I could even think to ask my girlfriend to marry me, I was absolutely sure of another thing: I needed to confess to her that I was attracted to guys.

He decided he didn't want to be my friend anymore. I'm not entirely sure who was more to blame, and this not knowing still plagues me.

It just seems we forget to say it or are embarrassed to say it or maybe sometimes I'm just not "man enough" to say it: I love you.

I would look and feel more "normal" if married. I would definitely fit into the Christian world better. So, I decided to try out dating a girl.

Leading up Gay Pride, we were in prayer and in the Word, asking God to give us love for the LGBT people and words of wisdom.

This digital character was the very model of an ideal father. This fictional father was who I always wanted my real-life father to be.

I spent a lot of time hugging him and encouraging him as he recovered. It felt so good to be a blessing to my straight guy friend in his time of need.

Hate didn't die in the Orlando shooting -- no, sadly, hate will still continue to breed and spread beyond the Orlando shooting.

A fascinating conversation about Trey Pearson, his coming out, and what it means to struggle with homosexuality or be a "gay Christian" in today's culture.

While searching for guys to hook up with, I noticed an ad saying: Looking for a Generous Guy -- basically, asking for money in exchange of sex.

But is it wrong that I look for that true brother still, that I still pray for God to bring that true brother to me? I hope not.

When my gay brother received his booty call one night, I decided I had to move out. It was then that a guy named Brandon invited me to come live with him.

I am in recovery. And like the alcoholic with a beer or a drug addict with a joint, I cannot expect to masturbate every now and then and beat this addiction.

There was a split in who I thought I was and who I was thought to be. I fought to be straight and prove to everyone nothing is wrong with me. I'm normal.

I do have gay friends, though I really don't view them as my gay friends. I just call them my friends. They're as important to me as my Christian friends.

Do I really want complete healing, or am I satisfied being a lifelong struggler? Is the self-pity I've surrounded myself with for so long too hard to leave?