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Woo... I'm consciously doing something instead of just coincidentally. I guess that means I think it means something.
Being a queer kid sucked. I don't mean the fun sort of sucking. I mean the sort where you walk around with a bullseye painted on you. And not just other kids. Adults, family, school, religion, TV. There's nowhere for you to run. No one for you to go to. You're told: You're going to Burn in Hell, Catch AIDs, Ruin your Life, Die Alone, Be a Surgically Mutilated Freak, or All of the Above.
They're all lies of course but as a child, you don't know that and that stuff messes you up a lot. While other kids were figuring out what music they liked, I was cutting words into my arm with an exacto knife. I didn't tell people, I didn't show people, it wasn't for attention, it was for pain because that was all I could feel. I spent nearly 10 years of my life thinking about suicide every single day.
So yeah. I'm wearing purple because I remember what it was like to be there.
Being a queer kid sucked. I don't mean the fun sort of sucking. I mean the sort where you walk around with a bullseye painted on you. And not just other kids. Adults, family, school, religion, TV. There's nowhere for you to run. No one for you to go to. You're told: You're going to Burn in Hell, Catch AIDs, Ruin your Life, Die Alone, Be a Surgically Mutilated Freak, or All of the Above.
They're all lies of course but as a child, you don't know that and that stuff messes you up a lot. While other kids were figuring out what music they liked, I was cutting words into my arm with an exacto knife. I didn't tell people, I didn't show people, it wasn't for attention, it was for pain because that was all I could feel. I spent nearly 10 years of my life thinking about suicide every single day.
So yeah. I'm wearing purple because I remember what it was like to be there.
