A year ago the darkest period of my life was coming to an end, as I started accepting who I was and as I started the process of letting others know who I really was. I was emerging from a period of depression as I had never in my life experienced, a depression that sparked something extremely beautiful--the acceptance of my sexuality.
A year ago I could not even fathom the possibility of openly and uninhibitedly talking to my friends and family about my sexuality. Today, a year later, I am happier than ever with my newfound liberty. Coming out is not something you deal with once in your life; it's not something that just allows you to sit back as you try to comfortably fit the gay stereotype. To me, coming out is a life-long commitment to personal and collective growth and development; I didn't come out of the "closet" to run into a "birdcage."
Regardless of all the universal negative aspects of the gay community, I still feel at my best. I have never felt so honest to myself and others, so free and ultimately, so happy.