How lucky to be alive another year. The last year has been an introspective year where I have been deciding and discerning where to prioritize my energy and love. Instead of writing publicly for my blog, I have brought on a daily individual reading and writing practice. I have spent a lot of time learning,… Continue reading Birthday and Pride Donation Class at One Down Dog for LA LGBT Center – June 9, 2018
When I left this place about three years ago, it felt like I was not only divorcing my former partner but also the city. At least with my partner the signing of the divorce papers gave some sort of closure. But, even then, let’s be real, no signature gives closure to emotions and years of love and cohabitation.
However, this past week, I came to the realization that I have stopped writing. I realized that negative thoughts have been coming up more during last 3 months, as doubt and uncertainty plague my mind. Important life decisions, choices, rejections and LIFE have numbed me from functioning at my best.
When my mind is restless and uneasy it tends to dwell on that which is negative and only causes more negativity to brew. I bring it to a point, perhaps of self-destruction and depression. But, luckily, this time, I realize that I’ve done this before and I do not wish to dig deeper into that hole.
Anyone — including homosexuals — can participate in belittling, shaming, and attempting to exert control over another via language or otherwise. I observed a lot of this in the community, especially among those men who stand guarded behind the cover of virtual anonymity and suffer from various levels of discomfort about their own homosexuality.
Most yoga studios which function in the U.S. are considered “for-profit” businesses. It is however refreshing to see that certain studios make yearly efforts to give back and raise awareness of issues that are vital for a safer, inclusive and diverse communities around this country.
Now, it is a bit embarrassing to admit this publicly, but my last real date was probably about a year ago.
As a gay man, I am proud. The shame that I carried for many years for being an Armenian gay man has diminished during the past decade as I decided to fully embrace this label and my culturally unaccepted identity. Even years later, during times of great pride, there have been moments where I have caught myself regressing. Then, I quickly… Continue reading Being Gay & Armenian: Shame to Pride
Your lack of self-love, compassion and kindness truly reflect today the hate you were capable of bringing into this world. Your suffering, deeply rooted within the same heart we all possess, “dear” shooter, is leaving huge repercussions to a nation who is already so confused about their state of being. Our notion of violence, to… Continue reading Pray for Orlando. Pray for All Suffering.
My mother has been asking me lately, “Armen, why aren’t you dating or in a relationship?” I answer her, quite confidently in fact, every time that “I don’t really know, mom”. In fact, I do. I really do. Today I have gotten that clarity. I was in a relationship and marriage with my former and most… Continue reading Why I’m Still Single Two Years Since My Gay Divorce?