Around this time, I was exploring my sexuality the best I could. Which means exploring my feelings, basically, and consuming LGBT media and reading LGBT stuff online. One day, I met this other boy on one of the video game sites I frequented.
I was depressed for a month and ended up playing Chrono Trigger, because it was one of his favorite games. Obsessive, I know. I had no idea why he called it off. Later, I found out that there was another boy, who went to the same school he did. Basically I got replaced lol
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Years later, he contacted me and told me he was sorry and felt really guilty for what happened. I understood, of course. It wasn't his responsibility to provide an outlet for me to communicate with the world beyond my house. He was just a kid too, and I was putting a lot on him.
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I know this sort of stuff isn't why you read my feed, but I just wanted to share. He meant a lot to me. He still does, actually, for giving me a daily escape for the half year or so that he did. It meant a lot, in ways I doubt anyone but myself can really appreciate.
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Enough with story time. Writing these letters has been really cathartic, and I've only done three. I will probably do four or five more, at least. I always thought writing letters you don't send sounded like a dumb exercise, but I recommend trying it. It's cathartic.
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