I have a confession to make. After Indiana Family Institute leader Ryan McCann asked me on a date last year, I admitted he was cute. One thing led to another and soon we were going to big gay gatherings together. We started finding reasons to run into each other or "have lunch."

I can't deny our love any longer. Yesterday when Ryan snuck out of work to meet me at a bar, we had a long talk about our feelings. The time is right. Castigate me if you want, but I'm in love with a right wing nutjob.

His eyes. His smile. The way he makes me say the Apostles' Creed before we sample the "body of Christ." I play alter boy and he's the stern nun with a steel ruler. I have meth and he's Ted Haggard. I just can't hold it in any longer. I have to shout from the rooftops...