Seven years ago, I found The Attic Youth Center in a row home nestled snuggly between a restaurant and apartment building in downtown Philadelphia.
Finding The Attic Youth Center was like finding a piece of myself that I never knew was there. The Attic helped me open my mind as a queer feminist leader of the LGBTQ community.
I started coming to The Attic when I was 15. I was lost and depressed, just looking for new friends to share my summer with. As someone who’s shy, coming to The Attic was overwhelming for me. But once I started interacting with the other youth I...
I have never in my life felt safer or more accepted then at The Attic. I've never felt more involved, more useful to the cause of making LGBTQ youth voices heard, and more helpful in my community.
In 11th grade, I made one of the best decisions of my life- I came to The Attic. I was scared and overwhelmed- dealing with coming out to unsupportive family members and being bullied at school for being gay.
I attended The Attic’s 20th Anniversary Gala in November and was awed by the fact that what I helped to build twenty years ago has grown into such a vital part of our community. I know firsthand the pride, confidence, responsibility, and joy that...
Growing up, I never thought I would have to worry about whether people liked me or not. I always thought that as long as I did the right thing, things would just come naturally. I never imagined someone would treat me differently simply because I...
When I was thirteen, I came out to my family. My grandmother, who I am very close to, didn’t like the fact that I was gay and this hurt me. This made it very difficult for me to be myself at home. I constantly struggled. School was no different.
In 2012, I had a really bad year at school. It was my 9thgrade year and I had just started at a new high school. I had come out as a lesbian in middle school, and now I had to come out to all new people at my high school. Also, I have a learning...
I first became aware of my sexual identity when I was in high school. At the time, I was not open about it and did not know how to express it. It was very hard for me to accept myself because throughout my life, I had only heard negative comments...