"I'll concede on one thing: you wouldn't see these types of people in those kinds of places".

Every time I spent an extended amount of time with my parents, I start feeling like I'm taking two steps back in…

I can't.

Hey, er, can I ask you a question? It's about coming out.

My parents are coming to visit. My religious, not-aware-I'm-gay, stressful parents. Let's go back in time for some…

Labels. Ugh.

It happens sometimes. He sent me a message on GayRomeo, which is my country's equivalent of grindr and okcupid mixed…

I'm gay. I'm also Muslim.

That's the question that kept coming back in my head all weekend.