I didn’t leave the house today, so you didn’t see that I wore my purple hoodie all day. And many of you were in the closet anyway, so our paths wouldn’t have crossed regardless. But just so you know, I would love to support you if I had the chance. (Support you in an emotional, not financial, way. I can’t support myself financially so I certainly can’t take care of you). I would listen to you and hug you. I stop people when they say ignorant things about you. I call people on their bullshit. And there are a lot of us straight people who feel the way I do. It may not always seem like it, but we’re here. I remember how much being a teenager totally sucked, and I can’t imagine what it would have been like to go through that hellstorm gay. I do not envy you.
You can survive high school, though. I know it! And then pick a progressive college in a nice place, like UW Madison. The Twin Cities are a pretty gay-friendly place. College will be So Much Better. I promise.
Godspeed. Especially if you’re in Texas. I feel you.