WHY MY MOTHER CRIED THE DAY I SAID I WAS “GAY”.

THE DAY I CAME OUT TO MY MOTHER IN 2015, SHE WEPT, here’s why:

In 2010, all my church friends starting gtg married… one couple by another… by the time December came I was the last one lying on the shelf… my parents frowned.

Fast forward to 2015, I had been an activist, openly sleeping around, balancing act with being a good boy, no clubbing, no gay bar, no group acts, no cam jo, not inviting guys over to my place for NSA.

What was the trigger?