Date Me, Bryson Keller

by Kevin van Whye

it’s just one “oh shit” moment happening after the next. Or in my case, one capital “OH SHIT” moment, which, if I’m being honest, is what 95 percent of being a closeted gay teen is like.

We all start to find x, but thirty minutes into it I give up. X is currently missing, presumed dead.

Living your truth is important, but sometimes living the lie is what keeps you warm, fed, looked after…breathing.