gay-ya

There are countless reasons for reading, but when you__e young and uncertain of your identity, of who you may be, one of the most compelling is the quest to discover yourself reflected in the pages of a book.

The memories were strange clingy things like burrs knotted in his hair. He could choose to let them be, he only felt them when he pulled them, and he could pretend they weren't there like positioning his head on a pillow so as not to notice the lumps against his scalp. But amidst the commotion of the parade__ strange cocoon__e recalled things sharply. He had a part in Dam leaving the palace, and ever since that point, his best friend was headed down a dangerous path.

Gay kids aren__ a __lot point_ that you can play with. Gay kids are real, actual kids, teenagers, growing up into awesome adults, and they don__ have the books they need to reflect that. Growing up, my nose was constantly stuck in a book. Growing up as a lesbian, I was told over and over and over by the lack of gayness in said books that I did not exist. That I wasn__ important enough to tell stories about. That I was invisible. Why are we telling our kids this? Why are we telling them that they__e a minority, and they don__ deserve the same rights as straights, that they__e going to grow up in a world that despises them, that the intolerance of humanity will never change, that they__e worthless. It__ not true.

Don't judge yourself by what others did to you.