I try to keep things light on this website; it’s intended to entertain, and to familiarize people with my books, as well as chronicling my terribly exciting life.
Of course, I receive many messages each day from readers and from folks who follow this site, and I do like hearing from people but I don’t often post their comments. I’ll deviate form that practice today. Here’s a message I received while I was away in California. I only read it last night, and it made me want to cry:
“I’m Kolton. I’m 16. I live in a medium size town in north Georgia where social life for kids my age revolves around school and church. My dad’s a postal worker, my mom works at a bank. I have an older sister who is popular at school, but I’m not because I’m not athletic. I’m skinny and I wear eyeglasses and no one pays much attention to me except some of my teachers since I get good grades.
“Now that I’m in high school I have the same kind of feelings for boys in my classes, but it sucks because I can’t do anything about those feelings. This is a conservative place. Being gay is not at all cool here. You tell someone you’re gay and they’ll think you’re a pervert.
“I tried meeting guys over the Internet on some hook-up sites, but you know how that is. The guys there only want sex, they don’t want to get to know you, and I want a boyfriend, someone I can talk to and spend time with. But I don’t think it will ever happen, not as long as I live here. so I spend my weekends alone, watching TV or playing X-Box or whatever. And sometimes I get so lonely and sad I just want to jump in front of a moving car so I can get my shitty life over with. I’m sorry to use the word shitty, but that’s what my life is.
“I wonder if anyone else out there has the same situation? Any suggestions on how to deal with it? Thanks for listening to me.”
Okay, I have replied privately to Kolton, rest assured. But if someone else would like to say something to Kolton, feel free to send me your comment and I will post it if I htink it might be helpful.
Have a nice Wednesday, friends.