The music from the stereo barely drowned out the sounds of different voices on the other side of the door and his little sister chasing the dog up and down the hallway outside his bedroom. I… I love Josh.Īn acoustic Staind song played at a low volume in the background. Rolling the word around in his head wasn’t so bad, but rolling it off his tongue seemed to take a hell of a lot more effort. He’d been out of the closet in a roundabout sort of way for a while now, but he’d never actually said the big G word to anyone, not even himself. He couldn’t believe he’d finally admitted that out loud. I am gay, he said matter-of-factly, as if that one little statement wouldn’t and couldn’t change his life at all, as if those three little words came with no consequence and no pain. It was the one truth he hadn’t known about himself, the one piece of the puzzle he never knew was missing. It’d taken a lot of internal monologue and a whole ton of arguing with himself to get there, but he’d finally come to terms with his sexual identity.
Chris paused and looked down at the digital recorder in his hands. DEAR Diary, I finally admitted to myself that I’m….
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