It's Sunday morning. Like everyone on the planet, I am shocked and saddened by the tragic lose of the iconic Whitney Houston. From the height of fame to what appears to be the depths of despair and weakness.. it's all so sad. Even though the public has not yet been (officially) informed on how she died, we can only suspect that it was drug related. I can't help but think, and I apologize for even saying this, but was Whitney's charmed life diverted off course and placed on a rough and rocky road the day she met Bobby Brown? Is that unfair to say? Anyway, as I write this blog, the music video (posted below) of perhaps the most perfect song ever sung, "I Will Always Love You" is playing in the background. I can't help be feel the emotions swelling up inside as I write this entry. What can I say, what can anyone say at this point aside from Whitney Houston was perhaps the greatest voice of our generation and her death at the age of 48 is such a waste... so sad and tragic. She will be missed... She is already missed. Rest in peace Diva, your struggles are over.
The day-to-day trials and tribulations of a bi, but most likely gay man living in New York City, dealing with acceptance, relationships, coming-out and life in both the straight and gay worlds. It can be an exhausting existence with lots of challenges, frustration and even isolation. Some days I'm happy, some days I'm sad. Join me in my quest for happiness and the ultimate goal to scratch My Big Itch.
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R.I.P. Jeffrey Patrick Fehr
I just recently read about the suicide of Jeffrey Fehr. My heart sunk as once again another young gay person is bullied into believing that there is no way out. My heart is broken for Jeffrey and his family and friends. I want to help. I know what sadness and despair and feelings of being alone are all about - I feel powerless to do anything other then simply being there for anyone I know who may feel the same way that Jeffrey felt. R.I.P.
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