I’ve always had a soft spot for sitcoms. From “Friends” to “30 Rock,” if it features formulaic characters, cheesy jokes, and plots that resolve themselves in twenty minutes, I’m all over it. This is part of the reason why I reacted with atypical happiness when I realized I was gay. I was in sixth grade, home alone, and watching an episode of “Will and Grace,” when suddenly a combination of inspiration and circumstance allowed me to give a name...