Fear, 3 years later
A close friend and I were chatting today, and the topic of homophobia came up. I remembered one particularly close brush with homophobes I had three years ago.
I'm a little surprised at how visceral the memory feels, even now. I still remember the frigid, dry air, the harsh fluorescent lights, fingering my phone in my pocket. I was quaking in my shoes, my heart pounding, wondering how it would end.
I hope nobody ever knows that fear again.
-- Des
I'm a little surprised at how visceral the memory feels, even now. I still remember the frigid, dry air, the harsh fluorescent lights, fingering my phone in my pocket. I was quaking in my shoes, my heart pounding, wondering how it would end.
I hope nobody ever knows that fear again.
-- Des