When you love someone enough..

When I was thirteen years old, I started high-school, and then things got a little more complicated. I got labeled. I used to be Matthew and all of a sudden I was known as "the kid with the gay father" or "the guy with 2 dads". I was no longer able to just be myself, because my father's homosexuality was hiding everything that I had ever been.

I sunk right into a deep depression, and that's when those bottles of pills started looking really tempting and those cuts on my arms became the part of me that seemed to be the most real.