My updating will probably be slow for this but it's something I've always wanted to write. I actually have a completely different version of this book sitting on my bookshelf, unfinished from 2016.
Growing up gay, it was easy to fall in love with any boy who paid me attention. A lot of these boys turned out to be "straight". And you probably know how the rest went.
Not many know this but I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder as a young adult. For years, I felt alone, unworthy, and if I'm being honest, suicidal.
If you know anything about BPD, you'd know that it comes with a lot of intense highs and antagonistic lows. Every emotion I felt was magnified. IS magnified? I still struggle with it a little bit but I'm a work in progress, as we all are.
If you've read my first finished novel, "How It Started", you might have noticed that I delve deep into self-harm, emotional/physical abuse, and trauma. I'm really big on emotional growth and self-love. And it will always be a running theme in my life, and my work, and speaks to who I am as a person. Mental health and emotional awareness to me are more important than most things in life.
Through my work, I want to stress that it's important to feel--that it's OKAY to feel. It's okay to be "overemotional" and "sensitive". Overanalyse, drown in your own sorrows, and find happiness in minuscule things... I spent so much of my life neglecting myself and invalidating my own emotions and life experience, I suffered in silence alone for so long. All because I wanted people to love me.
If you're reading this, your voice and story matter. Your feelings matter. You don't have to suffer in silence alone.
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This one is for all the boys who have had their hearts broken by a confused straight boy.
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All The Lies We Told
Εφηβική ΦαντασίαDeclan Hankinston is on a mission to find a new prom date amidst the pain of his first heartbreak. Encouraged by his cousin Aubrey, he ventures into the world of gay online dating and signs up for Grindr to seek a companion. Little does he know, Aub...
