Comings,

I believe in Guardian Angels and I also believe that we are exactly where we are because we need to be there..Your friend Joe sure fit the bill so to speak. Your life story is amazing....ever think of developing a play/screenplay/story...(you can change the characters to protect the innocent and the guilty..i.e. the parental units and Judas) but I bet it would make a great story.

I look forward to reading more of your story and I am awe for your courage and bravery to tell it to us.

For now, as I process what I read, I will leave it at that except BIG HUGS sent your way and one or a dozen for Guardian Angel Joe:)

Michael

Having never been in your shoes, I have a question. Which was a worse hell? Being closeted to your family or living on the streets? It sounds like you have been to hell and back and I am sure you are a stronger person for it. It is the hardest parts of our lives that build the most character.

Having never been in your shoes, I have a question. Which was a worse hell? Being closeted to your family or living on the streets? It sounds like you have been to hell and back and I am sure you are a stronger person for it. It is the hardest parts of our lives that build the most character.

That's and good question. No, let me correct that. It's an excellent question. I don't think that anyone has ever asked that, including me. I like it when people make me think.

Forgive me while I think out loud.

In many ways it was like jumping from one fire into another. Both have there drawbacks. Could I have continued in the situation as it was? No, it was driving me nuts. It's clear that coming out to those people, was not a good thing to do.

On the streets, being homeless, was anything but easy. I know that mentally I was in a much better place, even though I suffered in the physical sense.

Getting back to your question, I'd have to say that staying at home was the worst. I just can't see how it could have ever worked for me. It's also clear that the "conditional love" that they offered just wasn't enough. Shit, there was nothing I could do to change who I am, nor would I want to.

Retrospect is a great thing. To bad it doesn't come earlier. Hahaha!! I believe that If I had someone that I felt was safe to open up to, anyone, (And here is where I was a little stupid, because it's clear to me now that Darren and his family were just the people I needed. It also turns out that there was one other person that I could have turned to, but I'll get to him before I finish telling the saga.) the events that occurred may not have happened. I don't think I would have been the broody shit that I was and life would have at least been tolerable.

This leads to the next question. Am I better off now than I would have been? Well if you use "the ends justifies the means" (which I never advocate) as a litmus test, I'd have to say that without a doubt I'm much better off. Let me also add that I'm extremely lucky. Now let me go buy that lottery ticket.

Thank's for asking the question Gobears

Hi Michael

I believe in Guardian Angels and I also believe that we are exactly where we are because we need to be there..Your friend Joe sure fit the bill so to speak.

He really is! I owe my life to him. As Joe say's "Pay me back by helping someone else some day."

Your life story is amazing....ever think of developing a play/screenplay/story...(you can change the characters to protect the innocent and the guilty..i.e. the parental units and Judas) but I bet it would make a great story.

I've given some thought to this after reading your comment. Right now I'm pretty busy with school and I also have a part-time job. I would like to give something back to all the writers who worked so hard on all the great stories that I have read here and elsewhere on the net. If I can make some time then maybe I'll put it in story form. To be honest my intentions are not purely altruistic. Writing this down, although difficult, has made things easier for me.

Thank's for hounding me Joe, you were right.

Anyway Big Hugs back to you Michael

Alright so I'm crying now. When I was younger I ran away from home after an argument I had with my mother. A friend found me freezing downtown and he and his family took me in for a couple of days. They were extremly poor and had little to eat but they never treated me like I was a burden. When my mother finally found me I told her everything and she was so greatful that she tried her best to help the family out with what ever she could but when she tried to find them they were gone.

Apparently the family had been evicted and they had left. I never saw that friend again. Every day I wondered what could have happened to him. I thank god every day that there is good people out there and I try to be one of them but we can't always help and that bothers me. I'm very glad that you found Joe and I want to thank you for sharing this story with us.

GREEN