quiet · sensitive · trauma · upside down · stranger things · 1980s · artistic · loyal · gay · dungeons and dragons
SEASON 5 PART 2 The quiet in the room isn't peaceful; it's a held breath, waiting to shatter. All I can hear is the frantic drum of my own heart. My hands won't be still, so I press them flat against my knees, take a shuddering breath that feels like glass in my chest, and speak into the void. "We play our campaign until the sun comes up... we have the same stupid argument at the video store every Friday and still leave with E.T...." The laugh that comes out is brittle, shattered. The tears are already falling, hot and shameless. "And after all of it, I still feel like a ghost in my own life. Like I'm just watching yours. Here's the truth: I don't like girls. I have my Tammy. And I'm so scared he could never see me that way, because the thing that's wrong with me is that I'm... I'm not li…