My first coming out was terrible, a memory I still shudder to recall. So I’m celebrating my second coming out
(Adobe Stock Images) OPINION: Today, on National Coming Out Day, I claim this moment as my second coming out — one that was all mine, on my timeline, on my terms. In the early ’90s, I was yanked out of the closet. A Black, queer teen growing up in South Texas, I had always felt…