Hot summers of service every year. Annointed brother told me to persevere, took me to dairy queen one day, thought i was going to get a treat, was taken behind the dairy queen to a water fountain, that was my treat after hours in the heat, but I'm not bitter.
Baptized at 15, though now I don't believe I ever was dedicated.
I remember going back in the dressing room at Atlanta stadium (Hank Aaron's dressing cubicle) and looking around to see if I was still attracted to the naked men around me. I was.
Bethel at 19, fell in love with a brother, told him, out of Bethel at 20.
Pioneered for a year or so, trying to get back into Bethel (felt I would be incomplete if I didn't). Was told in a very unkind way by a CO that I would never be allowed back into Bethel. Had emotional breakdown. Started crying out in service one day. One sister complained to elders about me crying. Fell off pioneer list.
Moved to Jacksonville Florida to come out of the closet but didn't due to fear of AIDS, attended meetings periodically for next 10 years. Came out when I was 30, first kiss in Key West Florida (on a beautiful starry night). Went to one more meeting. Been out for 13 years now.