I am the only candidate in this race with a name that I can use to say I’m gay, that I’m bisexual, that my father was in the Marine Corps, that when I was a child I felt like I was gay, and that I know this is my future.
My name is Michael and I am running for the Democratic nomination for the House of Representatives in Massachusetts.
My mother was a single mom, my father worked in a plastics factory and I grew up on the streets of New York.
I grew to love my father and his work, and I became deeply and deeply attached to the gay community in New York City.
I am not the first person to call myself a gay candidate in the United States, and it is not the last.
My parents and I have been married for more than 45 years, and we have had children together for nearly 15.
My father was also gay, but my mother was not.
As a child, I felt that I was never going to be a straight person, and so I didn’t come out until much later.
I didn�t even tell my parents until I was 25.
I just wanted to keep it as a secret as possible.
As my father told me many years ago, I have no choice, you either have to be with me or you�re not going to have a future.
As soon as I decided to come out to my parents, I had to tell my story.
My first experience with the word gay came in the 1980s, when I attended a party at the home of a gay couple.
I had the feeling that it was the best time of my life.
We were having so much fun and it was a great time.
I came out as gay when I joined the Marines.
At that time, the word was not on the lips of people I knew.
So when my father said to me, �Oh, you’re going to join the Marines,� I was like, �Why do you need to tell me?� But when I heard it in the military, it felt like a slap in the face.
The first time I met my dad, I didn`t know him.
He was very much like my mom, and my mom always used to tell stories of the Marine`s families and friends.
My mom was the only woman in my platoon, and she told me that she felt like the Marine who always did everything right, even if it was not the best thing in the world.
I felt proud of my mom for saying that to me.
But as I started coming out, I started seeing the world differently, and in the end, I became more comfortable with my sexuality.
I knew it was just a matter of time before I could meet a man and feel happy and proud about it.
In high school, I got to know two of my best friends from college, who were also gay.
I also met my best friend, Michael, when he came out to me in middle school.
When I was 13 years old, I went on a trip with my best buddy, Mike, and his friend, Tim, and our friends were all gay.
When we came back to the hotel, we saw the same people that we had seen before, and Tim asked, �Did we see any gay people on that trip?’ I said, �Yes, we did.
They were very nice to us, and they were gay.
They went out of their way to show us that they loved us.
When they were with us, I was always so happy to be around them.
When Michael and Tim met each other, they were so happy that they could be together.
That was when I knew I was going to find my true love, and when we were together, it was as if I was dating my best pal.
As I matured, I began to realize that the only person I could ever be with was Michael.
We dated for a few years, then we got married.
In the years that followed, we became very close friends.
Michael was always very kind and always so supportive.
I thought he was the most loving person I ever met, and he always treated me with great respect.
We had a very happy life together and I loved him as much as I could.
After our marriage, I came to realize I had never been able to find a partner who could make me happy and who understood my sexuality and who would respect me.
It was only with my wife, Kim, that we started dating again.
When my wife and I moved to Florida in 1996, we had two children and were working very hard to help our family financially.
We started a business that provided child care, so we were able to provide for our children and pay the bills.
When our kids were born, they wanted to be boys, so I knew that my son was a boy, too.
That’s when we decided that I should be gay.
So, on a rainy day in March, I