Yesterday, I came out again. It wasn't quite like when I begrudgingly came out to my parents in 10th grade, and it wasn't like coming out on "America's Next Top Model," on the television screens of people whom I never had to see. Before I said the words "I'm gay" onstage to several thousand people standing below, my mind flipped back to the moment that Ellen DeGeneres said the same words into the microphone at the airport on "Ellen." (I know, could I be more gay? Probably not.)

There was something different about yesterday's "coming out" moment, beyond the fact that I was staring at my parents, who were surrounded by thousands of gay people (a first for them, undoubtedly). This time, I was coming out for a tangible, structured, pro-social, and active reason.

Yesterday, 4,000 people gathered in front of City Hall to protest the passing of Proposition 8, which banned gay marriage in California. Read more...