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My name is Luis. I grew up in New York City. I came from a dysfunctional, broken family. I was the youngest of five children and the only boy. As a child I always said I would never be like my father. I saw the way he hurt my mother as a result of having many women on the side. He was a womanizer. This really put a spirit of anger within me. I did not know that by professing that statement: “I will never be like my father” that my life would be changed and more damaged than I expected...
As a result of all that happened, I was still vulnerable. At the age of 18, I had my first homosexual experience. I did not understand why I had done this and sought help from the Catholic Church I attended. I went to confess to the priest and he told me to say three “our fathers” and four “hail Marys” and never come into this church again. Read more
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