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i finally got on the bandwagon and read the rolling stone article about teen suicide in michelle bachman’s congressional district. i don’t know how i even finished it, i was sobbing so hard by the end.
i live in new haven, right in the thick of “the gay ivy.” i went to undergrad at a super gay private college. of the sixteen folks in my program, i think at least six of us are queer in some way, and two of our clergy leaders are openly gay. i feel so removed from my middle school and high school days, so far away from these problems. but i do remember how awful that shit was. i did attempt suicide when i was 16.
i don’t know why i’m here and so many of those kids aren’t. now i just want to find a queer youth mentoring project somewhere around here, get involved with something. more than sorrow, though, i feel rage. i just want to kill every one of those fuckers who teach kids to hate themselves, who look the other way when bullying of any sort is taking place.