My whole life, I knew I was different. Hell, everyone did. I never came out as a gay man to my family, but I didn't have to. They knew and didn't accept it. And they never missed an opportunity to shove their religion in my face or tell me what a sinner I was. I took off when I was sixteen and lived on the streets of Dallas, Texas, for a while before the local chapter of Viper's Venom took me in. Years later, after being personally...