Being in the military on Submarines was definitely a challenge and a success. I have never been broken down to my core and then some and I’ve managed to be able to stack myself back up in a fashion of my choosing. I knew that once I got through the military I’d be able to do almost anything.

(My coming out story) isn’t sappy or happy. I’m adopted, and my family is split in half by both political parties, and my brother was an ex white supremacists. Including him, everyone in that family loved me unconditionally and for that I was very lucky, my parents literally chose me and my siblings and took them in as blood. Telling them wasn’t very difficult but I know that’s different for many people. My mother did cry, they were however more in favor of me NOT being it only because they knew how cruel the world would be to me, but little did they know that they gave me an amazing set of tools that I use and beliefs that I use to this very day.

I could talk for days (about the queer scene in San Francisco)! It’s been very upsetting and awesome at the same time. The bay area is very enticing to all different types of queer people and it’s supposed to be a safe place. My friends I’ve met here have been nothing short of amazing and welcoming as we are all from different parts of the world and share our experiences. But, I’m comfortable with my friends but often feel I can’t be that comfortable in San Francisco. I tell everyone that there are two sides to this place and you can access them based on how you decide to interact with others, whether it be online medias (apps and such) or exploring the social activities whether it be work, school etc, you can also make your judgments based on those two sides if you please. I’m not going to say that dating or meeting people for me has been hard here, but I’m constantly reminded in a lot of situations and settings that I am not a type that many guys come out here to seek, even for friendship. This is shown not only by the slew of apps and Facebook communities, but by the interactions I’ve had at bars and social gatherings, and I’m still shocked by each and every one of them. Being racially ambiguous (I’m mixed Scandinavian and African American), and being adopted and raised by white people, I don’t have a set distinct or definitive culture and I think that scares a lot of people but I think it also invites others who are like me.

Ultimately SF has proven to have tons of welcoming people but also an onslaught of toxic and often racist people and interactions which have proven to be unhealthy. I do not hate these people but I know what is good for me and my development and where to assert my energy and love.