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Dear former self, It’s hard for me to say, but this just isn’t working anymore. I’m sorry, but I think we should break up. Please know—it’s not you. . . it’s me. I want to take a moment to acknowledge the amazing times we’ve had together. When it was good, it was really good. We’ve gotten to take some amazing trips together. We’ve experienced some wonderful once-in-a-lifetime opportunities. . . Remember getting to do Star Wars in Concert? I am sooo grateful for the good tim

In November of 2025, I left my 9-5 behind—a decision I did not make on a whim. It came after months of back and forth about what the right choice was (much to the annoyance of my close friends.) Thanks, y’all. For a long time, I had been feeling like a leap was coming. A break was needed. My soul craved rest. I had spent so much of my life in chaos, survival mode, and identity-crisis that I wasn’t sure who I really was or what I truly wanted anymore. It wasn’t that I hated my

CAUTION! MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS. I, like many of us, have been enveloped by the world of Heated Rivalry with no signs of escape. Yes, I am still at the cottage and quite possibly, the club. IYKYK. This story is one that I, as a queer man, have been waiting decades to experience. And, it could not have come at a more perfect time. At its heart, Heated Rivalry (written by Rachel Reid and brought to life by Jacob Tierney) is a story of queer joy. In a world that many of us will