I'm awesome! I love my friends, love my job, love my life. You can catch me out and about most weekends...sometimes in Madison, sometimes in some of the rural surrounding communities. I like pretty much any movie, but my favorite is "Working Girl." My nickname is "Crabz" or some form of it...Crabby, Crabzilla, Crabaholic, basically whatever starts with "Crab." I want to let you all know, though, that I don't go by that because of what you're thinking. It's actually because most people think I'm crabby most of the time. If you want to get to know me, buy me things...food is my favorite gift.
I can’t imagine the steps it takes to come out to your parents, but this kid didn’t have to.
Check out this heartwarming letter a dad writes to his son when he overhears his son's conversation:
I overheard your phone conversation with Mike last night about your plans to come out to me. The only thing I need you to plan is to bring home OJ and bread after class. We are out, like you now.
I've known you were gay since you were six, I've loved you since you were born.
P.S. Your mom and I think you and Mike make a cute couple.