Citation de fathigay
Something died in me while I stood in the administration office on that first day of our senior year when I realized we wouldn’t be graduating until June—there would be ten more months of this pantomime—and a new depression landed on me. I was in a uniform, a costume, pretending to be the boyfriend, taking a year’s worth of classes I had no interest in, disguising myself: I was an actor and none of this was real. This was the takeaway on that Tuesday morning in September.