At 12 yrs old I suffered a singular indecent of childhood abuse from my mother. Up until that fateful day I never experienced an enema. On that day I experienced, pain. embarrassment, sexual foundling, shock, anger, fear and the emotional anguish changed the very fabric of the boy That is the last day I would identify as a male heterosexual boy.
Years of confusion, then decades of making a madding mess of my life followed because of a childhood PTSD indecent of hell. I understand the whole mess of making a life out of a jumble of mismatched peaces of utter confusion.
Enter Buddhism, total excommunication from my childhood indoctrination as a Christian…thank Godlessness…LOL.
Be free as the queer I have become. Learn, love and be forgiving with a attitude of gratitude.
Peace is the way. Within and without let peace and love win the day.