Because I'm not like you
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Cameron has been called every derogatory name you can muster. An atheist a man whore a faggot a retard a waste of space a bitch ect. So you can only imagine how much worse it got when he came out. He's been a trooper. But theirs only so much a a person can take. Will all his trials and tribulations finally overwhelm him. Will coming out destroy him or will it be the fact that his mom is his worst bully. Or will he meet a friend who saves him from despair.
PSA: This account is A SAFE space. I am writing this story because not that I know what it's like to be gay in modern society but because of the way he feels confused hurt indecisive and just scared. I know what it feels like to second guess everything to not know what to do next how to move forward and how hard it is to get back up after you've been knocked on your ass so many times. I figured writing this could benefit a lot off people I mean you can't help your self help someone else. Ig in bio comment like follow
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