There had been a period of at least five years where I had kept my feelings on the inside regarding the college hate crime I suffered, and that was after being insulted and discarded by friends, who all thought I was overly complaining and mentally deranged. I became afraid to speak about it, and while thinking about it continuously, I kept my emotions aside from everyone and stopped socializing with all the people that reminded me of the event. I wanted to clear my head up. I wanted to leave and come back with a measured distance to all these so called friends, explaining my core feelings, and what had upset me. I was baffled and hurt, altogether becoming suicidal as to having to live and deal with a conspiracy out of college theatre, one people obviously deny to this day. Though perspectively, they always touch base with me on the subject every time it comes up, as I am typified as always complaining about the same thing. Nothing happened they say inter...
A collection by Patrick Smith