“I’m Anthony. A guy who loves cooking and with an accounting background. In my early age of teen, which is thirteen, I realized I had feelings for men, which I found strange and felt I was the only one with this feeling. So I decided to keep it to myself. In the start, I did my best to work on it because I thought it was a mental challenge. But all efforts got me to nothing. People called me names ’cause I had little female tendencies and that mostly discouraged me and made me feel I was less of a human.

At around age 18, after struggling, humiliations, insults and discriminations, I realized it was not worth me pretending to be who or what I’m not. So I accepted who I am and moved on with life. At a point in my life, I had to give up again because I was blackmailed by a male friend who visited me and framed me of touching him inappropriately. The news got to my family because I reported at the police station. All through I felt stigmatized and disgraced by the police because of the accusations laid on me. I pushed to the very end ’til the case was slashed out as a foolish case. After that experience I have never been myself in life. I’ve never been myself and life has never been the same again.”

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