The vicious rumors can stop flying. The public can finally rest easy without the question bouncing around the vacant halls of the collective unconscious. Carl Jung dreamed of a moment like this. Our ...

There I was, naked in bed, drunk not only from alcohol, but shame as well. “Please Josh. I need this,” my boyfriend, who I’d been dating for two months, whispered–scratch that–pleaded, next to me. “If ...

I’m a gay man in a relatively new relationship. The connection is deep and the sex is phenomenal, but I’ve recently started having a mental breakdown over his favorite sex position. I made it clear ...