How he got back inside, in his own words

I come from a small town in Newfoundland. I was there until my mid-30s, when I moved to B.C., and then ended up in Toronto in the late ’90s. On the street. So when did it go wrong? I don’t know if it was ever really good. I think I dealt with a lot of mental health issues for a long time, and never dealt with them. Then I got married. I thought that would solve everything, and it didn’t solve anything. Because I’m gay. Made things worth worse, if anything. Read the rest of this story at The Huffington Post…