The school year was a completely different life for me.
Now camp was in session during the summers, and that's when he and I were together. That place was filled with so much love, but I had truly believed that all of the love would recoil from me, that flowers and trees that surrounded us would die in my presence if everyone knew the truth. When it came time for communion we could either receive the bread or a blessing, and I often found myself crossing my chest at the altar and receiving a blessing because I thought then that I was an evil mess.
They couldn't tell he liked boys, but they could see that on me from a mile away, and I was hated for it.
