As I blow out the candles of my birthday cake tonight this is the wish I will make: For one day, I am the leading man, not the gay best friend, or the black sheep son. My colors will all shine brightly together and they will see me with clarity. Today is my day. It is my party, and I will cry if I want too. But, I do not want to cry anymore…
Sincerely, The Open Closet
PS. THIS IS JUST AN EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK: “The Open Closet: Letters From A Gay Man” (Available on AMAZON & KINDLE)
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