I was just a little boy. Truly.

I was forced to hide a part of myself. I buried it deep in the dark. I spent countless moments terrified that my secret would be discovered. “What would happen if they all knew? My parents would disown me. The bullies would torture me. I would have no friends. No one would love me. My God would condemn and reject me. I could always kill myself.” Morbid scenarios poured through my mind, soaking me in fear and motivating me to stay hidden no matter the cost. Every day, hour, sometimes minute, became another lie, a mask, or some new tool of survival. “Don’t move your hands so much when you talk. Deepen your voice. Keep away from that guy. And for God’s sake don’t act too excited. You sound like a little girl.” Continue reading “A Message From Out of The Dark”

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