There was a time when I want to die. Just die and be forgotten. It was a scary thought, but it's also comforting. When I, Maxx-a sad, out of shape, broke, gay man- have met a cheerful, fit, rich, straight guy, I felt that there was still a reason to live. Despite our differences, we were always told that we are the same. And those similarities have given me an irrefutable amount of hope and patience. If only I can wake up.All Rights Reserved