Dream a BIG GAY Dream With Me.

I have a dream.

It’s a really fucking BIG one. A big GAY one (And Dad, don’t get on my case about the title of this post or my using that language because I asked several gay friends of mine before I did so and they said it was 100% NOT offensive).

It’s to make a documentary about my experience growing up with a gay dad. And two other friends, Amie and Jared, who also grew up with gay dads are joining me in this endeavor.

And in an ideal world we’d be rich and could just fund this ourselves. But we can’t.

So my dream is that YOU, yes—YOU—will contribute to our Indiegogo campaign so that we can raise the funds needed in order to bring our big dream to fruition.

My goals:

*To tell my story, all of it. The good, the bad, the in-between. But ultimately a story of survival, a story of hope, a story of a different kind of family. Not bad, not less, just different.

*To be able to reach families who are struggling with similar issues: someone coming out of the closet and leaving children in the wake, dealing with the aftermath of such a revelation. Some of these families have been closeted all this time, afraid to tell their stories. Some are peeking their heads out to look for the all-clear.

*If we make this documentary, these families will come. Out, that is. They will know there are others like them (like Amie, Jared, and I did not for so long). Kids with one or two gay parents will not feel alone or scared.

*There are many organizations devoted to helping the straight spouse who is left behind. There are groups who help gay people find their footing once they’ve shed their secrets. But what’s missing is support for the kids. Let’s not leave them behind. I don’t care that I’m 36 years old: I AM STILL THE CHILD OF A GAY DAD. That 15-year-old girl is still inside, and she’s insecure sometimes.

*That 15-year-old girl? Continues to have issues. And probably never felt comfortable sharing her anger with her father. Instead, she turned inward on herself. Somehow, she blamed herself. It was easier to lash out at mom, but too scary to blame dad for something he had no control over—yet, he did in a way because he knew he was gay before he married mom.

If you’re thinking, what can I do to help?  Here’s your handy-dandy list:

• Donate to our Indiegogo campaign (see link/trailer above or CLICK HERE).
• Follow us on Facebook here.
• Follow us on Twitter here.
• If you have a story to share with us, visit our blog here & submit it!
• Share us with your friends by tagging us on Facebook, Twitter, & Find us on Google +.
• Talk to people about our project and documentary. Send them our way if they’d like to get involved somehow.

Thank you. Seriously. All of this means the world to us. And please let us know if you have a project we can help out with in some way. We’d like to return the favor!