Straight turn gay

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My So-Called Ex-Gay Life

Early in my freshman year of high educational facility, I came home to discover my mom sitting on her bed, crying.

"Are you gay?" she asked. I blurted out that I was.

"I knew it, ever since you were a little boy."

Her resignation didn't last long. My mom is a problem solver, and the next day she handed me a stack of papers she had printed out from the Internet about reorientation, or "ex-gay," therapy. I threw them away. I said I didn't watch how talking about myself in a therapist's office was going to make me stop liking guys. My mother responded by asking whether I wanted a family, then posed a hypothetical: "If there were a pill you could take that would make you straight, would you take it?"

I admitted that being would be easier if such a pill existed. I hadn't thought about how my adoration with boys would play out over the course of my life. In fact, I had always imagined myself middle-aged, married to a woman, and having a son and daughter-didn't everyone want some version of that?

"The gay lifestyle is very lonely," she said.

She told me about Dr. Joseph Nicolosi, a clinical psychologist in California who was then president of the National Association for

Straight friend turned gay just for hook ups.
Now, he's not really gay but rather because he can't seem to hang up with women while he was straight.

So he turned "gay" just for the hang ups. Now that guy is scoring 4 or 5 men per week with many repeats. And they would always compliment him on how nice he was which was something that never happened before when he managed to hook up with women or had a girlfriend.

What do you think? Do you know any vertical men turning homosexual just for connect ups?

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Gay Conversion: I Slept With Over 200 Men, Now I'm a Happily Married Heterosexual Dad

In an try to present both sides of the gay conversion debate, IBT invited a man whose sexuality changed through therapy to announce his story.

James Parker's article is full, frank and passionate, and we understand our readers may not agree with his views. Please note the opinions expressed below do not reflect those of IBTimes UK.

I guess I became straight by accident. It was never a grand plan; the therapy was an attempt to resolve commitment issues, rather than sexual identity. I never had any longing to change my sexuality. But that's what happened – in fact I changed everything.

Having had hundreds of homosexual partners, I eventually married a female and had a youngster. And my whole outlook on life changed. I grew from a raucous and arrogant person, trying desperately to mask my deep insecurities in community situations, into a robust, assertive guy who loved sports and war films. At the age of 46, I've never felt better in my hold skin.

But before we receive into the details of my conversion, let's leave back to the beginning.

I knew I was homosexual at about 10 or 11. My cousin himself had come