This revelation was different. I hadn’t done something bad. I was something bad. The only you that you know—everything you’re becoming—is bad, and there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s a horrible and complicated headspace to grow up in. (This, in my opinion, is why so many gay people turn to art, music, fashion, or comedy. As the world around them grows hostile, their spirit becomes obsessed with the meaning of it all. Straight people, finding the world designed to suit them, don’t need to explore its meaning in quite the same way. But gay people don’t have that luxury. We must study it,
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