Fri Apr 01, 1994
e) Life, love and belonging
Some personal reflections on coming out
(published in Pink Thylacines, April 1994)
I thought of him constantly. I couldn’t bare to be without him. I wanted to die in his arms. The moment my history course became boring or stressful the French Revolution would float out of my mind and he would float in. Consistently my essays were late and my tutorial performance lacklustre. I went to the student counsellor.
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