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Reflections on Being a Noun Therapist and a Gay Man
By Colin Lee
I was recently asked to contribute to a book on music and trauma about my work with clients living with HIV/AIDS. During the planning stages of this chapter and as I began to formulate a title, I initiate myself reflecting on my personal journey as a gay man in relation to my development as a music therapist. This intrigued me, as I knew if I identified myself, as being gay, I would then hold to discuss the correlation between being gay and being a music therapist. There was a sense of nervousness yet elation that I could be open about both perspectives of my life. Never before had I thought about writing on this topic or indeed, if being gay had had any importance in my work and role as a music therapist. This rather foolish assumption rapidly changed as I began to unearth my possess journey as a human being and relate it to my fellow gay men as they traversed the confusing and frightening world of HIV/AIDS.
In sharing my work in HIV/AIDS, both with students and at conferences, I always identify the main client group
Pierce said he hadn't seen the man until he approached the family and began yelling.
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The man continued to yell, telling him, "That's not a family! You're rapists and pedophiles. You plunder Black and Asian children and you rape them."
No Amtrak employees were in sight, and the lie down of the passengers appeared unwilling to get committed, Pierce said. His husband, Neal Broverman, then got up to position himself between them and the man, and Pierce took the children away.
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Being a Gay Solo Parent By Choice, Holly’s Frolo Story
Once upon a age there was a gal who had two attractive kids by herself and they lived happily ever after.
This is a greatly condensed and diluted version of the story, which skips past a ravaged bank account, a laundry basket that won’t quit, the mental tippexing out of various ill-timed viruses, the installing and deleting of dating apps, self-loathing next to other – seemingly perfect – parents, and hundreds of half eaten tins of baked beans.
Dad raised my brother and I on his own, following a nervous breakdown which played a part in my Mum leaving him. It was 1981, I was 4 and Matthew was 6. That same year, David Bowie released ‘Under Pressure’ which served as a fitting soundtrack. Dad ran his own business and taught me what truly mattered.
It’s 2020, I’m a gay single Mum with a 5-year-old noun who I want to dance with every late hours (even when he requests Bruno Mars) and a 1-year-old daughter who is more independent than me at times, and says hello to cars. ‘Rain on Me’ has been released by Lady Gaga which, again,