Free at Last

"When I got out of the classroom, my face was still red. My heart was beating rapidly. The tears began flowing. Gerald walked with me for a minute. He tried to get me to stop crying, but failed. I could only feel that I deserved everything that happened to me that day. I tried to tell myself that I was not a freak. But I knew I wasn’t straight. Not being straight was my biggest fear. I felt that my life was meaningless and not worth living. The fear was crippling." - Chapter One: My Bullying Story, FREE AT LAST