Fifty years after my mother slept with her married boss and got pregnant with me, I’m coming out of hiding.

While other girls my age were sneaking off with boys and getting drunk, I was becoming a zealot—and trying to convert my parents.

I always thought my mother's spiritual seeking was silly. So I almost couldn't believe it when a wacky new age community helped me cope with her death.

I was a Disney Channel child actor from a staunchly Atheist family. Now I’m a genderqueer minister in America’s heartland.

Convinced a demon was making me gay, my mother turned to exorcism. Years later, her pop idol finally helped her understand.

I thought I was just a liar, but years later a therapist explained a deeper reason for what I'd done.

I always dreamed of helping people, but I put it all on hold to raise my kids. Now that I've found my calling, I'm facing upheaval at home.

After a lifetime of resentment, working with other T.B.I. patients finally helped me understand the riddle that is my mother's mind.

I spent almost a decade learning to be an 'only' after Matthew died. The un-learning is almost as disorienting.