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Pandora's Closet


It’s a matter of them knowing me truthfully or a roof over my head.”
My dad pulled a knife and said he would kill me.”
My mom said We don’t have those fags in this house”
Its for my own survival.”
My town proudly support anti-lgbt every year.”
My Church takes attendance and uses it as a sense of your worth.”
After having kids and a straight marriage I was told it was impossible.”
 
People every year face the same pandora’s box. Can I really survive in this closet for one more year? Are my friends and family for this “change”? If I had to could I 100% support myself after this conversation?
 
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