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I'm sharing this because it made me cry, because I had parents and a teacher (or two) who stepped in and stopped the abuse, because I survived. The truth is that I was/am not gay, that I was fairly solidly asexual until Tyson came along, but that there were a lot of people (including my parents) who thought I was a lesbian. I'm sharing this because I was suicidal, because I have been suicidal, and because I may be suicidal again. I'm sharing this because I was bullied pretty horribly, and because I know how demoralizing it is. I know what it's like to feel hopeless. I'm sharing this because Joel Burns tells it like it is, and because I think it's important to tell LGBT teens (and others) that it gets better. I'm sharing this because I still remember what a relief it was to get away from high school, and to realize that I could define myself, that I could be who I am, without letting anyone define me.
I'm sharing this for every kid who ever felt alone or different or weird, and who believed (like I did, for a long time) that it would never get better. I'm sharing this because it does get better. Oh, my dears, it does get better. I'm sharing this because I want you all to hang in there, because I don't want to see one more person kill him/herself. I'm sharing because I think it's important. Pass it on, guys. Tell everybody you know.
I'm sharing this for every kid who ever felt alone or different or weird, and who believed (like I did, for a long time) that it would never get better. I'm sharing this because it does get better. Oh, my dears, it does get better. I'm sharing this because I want you all to hang in there, because I don't want to see one more person kill him/herself. I'm sharing because I think it's important. Pass it on, guys. Tell everybody you know.
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