Small Town Gayby Quotes

“I passed as straight until I passed out.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Every apology I never received became part of my spine.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“My queerness wasn’t the problem. Their fear was.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Grief doesn’t ask permission. It just moves in and starts rearranging the furniture.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“I learned to hold my breath in church, school, and every room where silence felt safer than the truth.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Home was a moving target I kept chasing with an empty suitcase.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Home was a moving target I kept chasing with an empty suitcase.”

“I learned to hold my breath in church, school, and every room where silence felt safer than the truth.”

“Grief doesn’t ask permission. It just moves in and starts rearranging the furniture.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Some boys got bedtime stories. I got sermons and slaps.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“I didn’t survive by being strong—I survived by being too damn stubborn to stay broken.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Coming out didn’t feel brave. It felt like bleeding in front of people who cheered the wound.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“I was born with a bruise on my soul and a glitter bomb in my ribcage.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“The hardest thing about leaving was realizing no one came after me.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Joy became my protest. Laughter, my middle finger. Existing loudly was the most dangerous thing I could do.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud