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MY STORY: A journey toward living an authentic and integrated life.
"Only an authentic life can be a moral life--it can't be any other way." ––Anonymous

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"My deepest regret is that I wasted forty years of my life trying to earn unconditional love from people who were incapable of giving it, and who would ultimately reject me."  ––Brian Mahieu

March 1966, Ohio
Me, March 1966
Born in Ohio in 1964, and raised in Central Missouri, I  was the second son of four siblings;  two sisters followed me.  In the early 1970s we moved to Centralia, Missouri.  My parents were interested in homesteading, being self sufficient, organic gardening and heating with wood.  I enjoyed a wonderfully unorthodox childhood -- we lived in a tent for a while as our house was being built.  On that small "homestead" we had most every farm animal and pet imaginable.  Our house was called the "menagerie".  One of my favorite pets was a pigeon "Gwendolyn" that I raised from a squab, feeding her Cream Of  Wheat through a straw.  She slept in a box by my bed and walked to the back door every morning to spend the days outdoors.  Every night I called her and she flew to the door, walked to her box and hopped in for the night inside.  I am thankful to my parents for raising me immersed in nature and fostering my love of animals,  plants and the environment.  Nature has always been my solace, and my center.

I vacillated between wanting to be a biologist in the Amazon River Basin, an Entomologist, Botanist, Scientist , Archaeologist, writer, horse breeder.  I was a voracious reader and delighted in learning about the Natural World.  We were allowed to watch very little T.V. as children, and were always admonished to "go outside and do something creative".  I think this was one of the greatest gifts my parents gave me.  I never remember being bored once in my life!  I was always too busy discovering the world around me.  I was a happy child until the advent of High School, when the social stratification of teenagers occurs.  By the age of eleven I had realized I was gay, although  I did not have words for it, or know what it meant or that it was an option for me -- I just knew that I had a crush on Richard Dreyfuss in the movie Jaws!
By age fourteen I had words (hate speech) to describe who I was on the inside:  "queer, faggot, homo."  I was hated by my peers and hated myself for being unable to be straight or "normal".   According to Mental Health America  non heterosexual youth “hear anti-gay slurs such as “homo”, “faggot” and “sissy” about 26 times a day or once every 14 minutes.”  I would say that statistic is correct, and in retrospect I am astounded that the teachers and parents in my life allowed this to go on.  Throughout High School I was very much alone in the world.  Every day was like running the gauntlet of verbal and physical abuse.  I lived to get on my horse and ride until sunset each night.  "Be home before dark" I was always told.  These horseback rides were a transcendent escape from the pain and reality of my life and its struggles.   As I galloped my horse at top speed through the countryside I was suspended between the gravity of earth and the weightlessness of space.  This metaphor for the human existence has been the central theme for my art and poetry all of my life.


Fragment of a poem dated 31 December 1988, the context was ice skating on a bitterly cold winter night.

"The silence of eternity looms in
my ears -- the breathing
of the stars.

The cry of my soul
ascends the crystal air.
Trees cast their bare arms
to the sky longing for the
divine embrace,
and spill a dark filigree across the
opalized lake where I flee these
many clamorings.

I am an inkblot racing through this excruciating void
between frozen earth and
the vacuum of the sky."



Me and my horse
My Appaloosa mare "Jody" and I circa 1980

Home: you can't go!

Of the estimated 1.6 million homeless American youth, up to 42 percent
identify as lesbian or gay.

—National Gay and Lesbian Task Force in collaboration with the National Coalition for the Homeless. PDF

"—Adjust to the fact that you are no longer our son"





42% of homeless youth are GLBT
painting at Chance Gardens
Painting in Chance Gardens, Centralia Missouri
Photo courtesy Centralia Fireside Guard, Tim Flora photographer
After my miserable High School years I attended one semester at UMC Columbia as a Pre-Journalism student.  My finances and personal life fell apart, and I found myself on my own at eighteen years of age when my parents confronted me about my sexual orientation.  My father told me that homosexuality was a “communist plot” to destroy America and that I had been brainwashed by T.V..  "Adjust to the fact that you are no longer our son" were the parting words that would resonate in my heart for years to come.  Being shunned by my siblings and parents was a profoundly painful experience, if I could write a story about it the title would be :  On Being Invisible.  The low point of this period was when I had to pawn my microscope for eight dollars to buy potatoes, macaroni and butter. 

I started working in the restaurant business (as I had through High School) and then I paid my way through college working as a waiter.  I remember my food budget for the week was twenty dollars.

I received an art scholarship from Columbia College in 1985 and attended that wonderful institution for four years.  In 1987 I had an auction of my paintings to finance a trip to Paris, France.  I lived in the Latin Quarter for one month.  During that time I was able to see the great impressionist masterpieces, and to visit Monet's home and garden in Giverny, France. I graduated in 1989 cum laude with a Bachelor of Fine Arts, emphasis in oil painting.  Upon graduation from college I raised $500 from sales of my paintings and with that seed money opened a fine art gallery in downtown Columbia Missouri which I operated for eleven years.  My gallery was very successful and I proudly paid off my student loans within four years.

state historical society collection

Soybean Field At Dusk 

13 June 89, 8:55p.m.
The State Historical Society of Missouri
Contemporary Artists Collection

snowy walk home

Photo courtesy Columbia Daily Tribune


I did not have a car until I was out of college, and thus I rode a bicycle year round.  This beautiful day the snow was too deep to ride through and I resorted to pushing my bike home.  


Around the time I began attending Columbia College I became a member of a cult-like fundamentalist group that espoused the belief that I could be "healed" of my homosexuality and only then could I be saved.  This is the faith based version of the so-called "reparative therapy" movement.    For three years I had lived as a gay man, but desperate for eternal salvation, acceptance and unconditional love I threw myself into their programs.  A central part of their teaching was the “ex-gay” lie that I was "healed" of my sexual orientation through faith -- and blind faith can believe or justify anything.  When my family heard about my religious conversion and that I was magically healed from being gay I was suddenly welcomed back with open arms and I was “loved” by them once again.  I could never believe that, feel it or accept it, as I knew deep down that it would change if I ever fell short of their ideals again. 

The cult like group I joined taught that if you quit the homosexual behavior and accept Jesus that you are no longer gay, you are “HEALED!”  There was no test driving this miracle, you just married someone of the opposite sex and turned a blind eye to the realities of your true self.  In 1989 I was married to a wonderful woman.  Within months of my wedding I felt that nothing had changed on the inside (my sexual orientation), but I continued to "work at it."  When the options presented are change or burn in hell forever, change looks like the best alternative. Divorce was not an option in this faction of the “Kingdom of God” like it was in “the world” so we just had to suck it up and make it work.

In 1993 we had a son, who was and will always be the light of my life.  Soon after the birth of my son I knew changing my sexual orientation was hopeless, however I was determined to "make it" at least until my son was eighteen.  Part of the inhumanity of the ex-gay myth is the way it draws more people into the unreality of the idea that people are “created” universally heterosexual.  By this time, the stakes were very high for me to maintain my sham heterosexuality.  I was told that if I failed I would destroy three lives -- not just my own.  This restarted the long slide into depression which had haunted me since I was fourteen years old.  (continued below these links)

Pressuring gays and lesbians to enter heterosexual marriages creates problems for everyone involved.   Here are some excellent resources for children and spouses/partners of LGBT people:

COLAGE resources for Children Of Lesbians And Gays Everywhere
Straight Spouse Network support for heterosexual spouses/partners in Mixed Orientation Marriages (MOMs)

Married Gay.org support for those in mixed orientation marriages, excellent, extensive site. Klein sexual orientation grid/questionnaire

I describe my experiences in the transformational ministry movement at these links:  Why I Wrote ThisThe Cult | Evangelical Abuse | Exorcism

Exorcism -- as frequent as weekly was part of the prescribed "cure" for homosexuality

evangelical abuse



self portrait 2000

SELF PORTRAIT, 8 January 2000
16 X 20 inches
oil on canvas
Collection of the Artist

Inscription upper left of painting:

People look at a painting (this painting) and say "That doesn't look like him."  They forget that, perhaps, that is the point.  This is the body that I live in.  I am here on the inside -- looking out.


Queen Elizabeth II called the year 2002 her "annus horribilis", 2004 was mine.  This was the year my life fell totally apart and together at the same time.  Since High School the words of a Billy Joel song have had special significance to me :

 "Honesty is such a lonely word, everyone is so untrue."

 I have always believed that honesty is the best policy and -- though it has cost me most of the "friends and family" I have ever had -- I still believe in living an honest life.  The deep struggle of my life has always been knowing that I would be rejected if the real me was revealed to those around me.  I spent twenty years of my life trying to earn the love of others by living the life that was expected of me -- trying to sublimate my sexual identity and to be a heterosexual.  I tried everything known to god and man to "change"  or to "be fixed".  Nothing helped.  A doctor-prescribed cocktail of huge doses of four  antidepressants did nothing but render me somewhat numb to reality.  I was still morbidly depressed, though functional and outwardly "ok".  Finally my ability to maintain the well intentioned lie of my life collapsed and I admitted to myself and others that I was gay.  The result was another round of catastrophic rejection  and shunning.

If all the people I loved in my life were radios playing in the night or stars in the sky, suddenly the world was wrapped in stunning silence and the sky went dark. 

 As if the loss of my marriage was not enough, I lost  my business partnership, my home, my garden, virtually my entire circle of "friends" my "family".  I was devastated financially, socially and spiritually but not destroyed.

My father said that I was “worse than an AIDS patient who deliberately poisons the blood supply and kills thousands of people.”  Being disassociated from the business partnership that was my brainchild and the culmination of my life's work was particularly cruel.  Missouri is a state that offers no protection from this type of discrimination based on sexual orientation, so being disassociated from my own business  (because I couldn’t “change”) was a bitter pill I had to swallow. 

Unfortunately, that which is legal is not always just.

During this horrible period I had back to back meetings with my attorney, the first dealing with the disassociation from my own business and the second with my divorce and losing my son.  All in the context of having lost my entire social support network, and all simply because of my sexual orientation.  Fundamentalists love to say that gay people choose their sexual orientation.  In my opinion only a masochist would choose to be gay in our heterocentric, gay adverse culture. 


I look forward to a day when our society is informed by science
and not mythology.

Even with the wholesale loss and rejection I have experienced I feel deep happiness, peace and contentment for the first time in my life.  I can even look with compassion on those who abused and rejected me for I have been set free from punishing love and small minds. I have been set free from the prison of having to pretend to be straight to be accepted.  I'm not ashamed of who I am -- I am authentic.  No longer dying of self hatred, I have accepted the right to live life rather than to endure it.  I am now truly happy without being overmedicated and very happily married  to a wonderful man (as married as two men can be in Missouri...)  and we are co-parenting four children.

 It cost me everything I had to be here.  I'm proud of the courage, the strength and the endurance it took to be authentic.  Although the price I had to pay for true love was unjust and cruel I do not regret paying it.  Exercising my human right to have a spouse of the same sex cost me everything and price equates value.  It was worth it. 

I am not a victim, I am a survivor -- and I will spend the rest of my life advocating for the rights of my people.

--Brian Mahieu October 2006


"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."
-- Martin Luther King Jr.


Freedom to Marry
Why Marriage Matters America, Equality, and Gay People's Right to Marry
Read reviews! Purchase a copy--now available in paperback!  The definitive book on why we should end discrimination in marriage.

Brian and his husband Tom, Sept. 2006
Brian & Tom, September 2006


Your heaven, my hell 
Gays decry ‘reorientation’ threatening condemnation.
Free at last! Living an authentic and integrated life. Nick King, photo Columbia Daily Tribune
Nick King photo
 
  By ANNIE NELSON of the Tribune’s staff Published
Saturday, November 17, 2007

DOMA act is one of cruelty
Op Ed by BRIAN MAHIEU
Published Sunday, June 11, 2006
Columbia Daily Tribune

EQUALITY

Human Rights Campaign

If you are GLBTQQA (gay, lesbian, bisexual, trans, queer,
questioning and allied) or the parent, friend, family member,  spouse or child of a gay or lesbian person  I offer the below links to help you understand their journey and to help you in yours:

Parents, Families and Friends of Lesbians and Gays

Resources for Questioning Youth: Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual

COLAGE resources for Children Of Lesbians And Gays Everywhere

Straight Spouse Network support for heterosexual spouses/partners in Mixed Orientation Marriages (MOMs)

Box Turtle Bulletin balanced information on gay/lesbian/bisexual issues.

American Academy of Pediatrics
Sexual Orientation and Adolescents

American Psychological Association’s primer
Just the Facts About Sexual Orientation & Youth
download pdf


"Can't you just change yourself??" 
American Psychological Association answers questions on sexual orientation

Gay, Lesbian, and Straight Education Network dedicated to ending anti-gay bias in K-12 and insuring safe schools across the USA by working with and in schools.

We Are Family based in Charleston, SC "works for acceptance of gays and lesbians within the hetrosexual world by means of education."

Safe School Coalition on homeless LGBT youth

Mental Health America re: bullying of gay youth. 

Association of Gay and Lesbian Psychiatrists

A favorite book of mine:

Biological Exuberance: Animal Homosexuality and Natural Diversity 
by
Bruce Bagemihl, Ph.D.

YouTube Video from Sexplorations TV show segment featuring Bruce Bagemihl talking about the above book with  excellent footage biological exuberance in nature. View video within this page  below:

These links are helpful for those who have survived ex-gay treatment programs, those who have been traumatized by life in our gay adverse society, and others seeking understanding of these issues:

Jeffry G. Ford, MA, Licensed Psychologist,  former leader in ex-gay ministries

Beyond Ex-Gay  is an on-line community and resource for those of us who have survived ex-gay experiences.

Religious Tolerance.Org

INSUFFICIENT EVIDENCE THAT SEXUAL ORIENTATION CHANGE EFFORTS WORK, SAYS APA

Truth Wins Out
The truth about ex-gay ministries

Gay Christian Survivor Group

GLADD: The Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation

National Gay / Lesbian Task Force

The Anti-Violence Project

Ex-Gay Watch
A web blog that provides analysis of all things ex-gay.

Freedom From Religion Foundation

Emotional and Psychological Trauma:  Causes, Symptoms, Effects and Treatment.

Married Gay.org support for those in mixed orientation marriages, excellent, extensive site. Klein sexual orientation grid/questionnaire

Beyond Homophobia blog by Gregory M. Herek, Ph.D.

Disturbing video of a gay exorcism
at  Manifested Glory Ministries in Bridgeport, Conn.

Followup video Tyra Banks Show: The young man in the above video admitting that his sexual desire for men has not changed. 

I describe my experiences in the transformational ministry movement at these links:  Why I Wrote ThisThe Cult | Evangelical Abuse | Exorcism

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Bonobos are the “make love not war” chimpanzees! Pansexual, Bonobos have amazingly rich sex lives. Scientists who study the Bonobo are known to use “bonobo” as a verb:  "Let’s Bonobo!"
 
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