In that moment, my body was no longer mine; I couldn’t move or speak. He didn’t speak either. The only sound was his heavy breathing...

In the year of my birth, 1952, our desolate Texas prairie lured only the wildcatter oil tycoons from the east coast and the hardworking...

What makes a happy life? Wealth? Success? Passion? For many years, I tried to figure out how to be happy. Turns out...

When I was growing up, the world of the LGBT community was almost strictly for homosexuals, and the idea of being transgender was taboo...

And suddenly pop—there I was. Well, it wasn’t so much a pop, and I’m sure there was a whole lot more screaming and bad language, but...

I was an only child and that contributed to me being a shy introvert, uncomfortable with people until my teenage years. Despite my social...

For years after I came out, I identified as a lesbian, but over time I came to realize that I was bisexual. The time I spent with men...

I wanted to live a better life. I made plans and took action, thinking I could create my own future. But I now realize now that things...

My grandparents raised me and my cousin, Lance, after my parents divorced when I was five. We lived in a trailer. Grandpa made our...

It’s hard to close the doors to the past. Though sometimes, it is necessary to move on, because that closed door often opens another...

Our favorite was hide-and-seek. We would hide in unconventional places like the fridge or dryer. My father worked in logistics, and my...

I have always found it amazing how quickly someone’s opinion of you can change once they see you. For example, maybe someone mentions...

| This is the 42nd story of Our Life Logs | Kolhapur, a historic city in the west Indian state of Maharashtra, was my first home. I lived the first 12 years of my life in a joint family of about 16 people. The home consisted of my immediate family, grandparents, uncles, and their families. We were thankful to have a large enough house to accommodate us, but it did get crowded sometimes. We rarely ate all together because the table wasn’t big enough to fit us all at once. When

When both of your marriages end because of infidelity, it can be hard to trust that there’s honest love out there anymore. Moving forward...

The north is prosperous while most of the south is impoverished. We lived on the southern side of the province. My family was immensely...