i watched 'prayers for bobby' (secretly) last night and i struggled so hard not to shed a tear. my roommate was around so it would be embarrassing if he saw me, a tough guy 'crying'.
i am bobby in many ways. we both struggle to find the answers to 'why im being like this?' or 'why can't i be like anyone else?'. i understand his frustration. it's just too bad he took his own life too soon.
i too have considered taking my own life before. but i couldn't, coz i was scared about dying.
i really wish i could find someone who truly can understand me. and i wish i could talk to God and ask him why He created me like 'this'. i am not religious but sometimes i feel like there's nothing else i could do.
i wish to have someone special in my heart who cares and loves me in return. but there won't be any for me, this i know.