Evan Mills: A Note from Me to You

There’s a queer, closeted ten-year-old little boy, dancing to “Lady Marmalade” on repeat in your twin sized bed that you slept in until you were 23. Don’t let him go. Don’t let his light fade. It’s corny, for sure, but remember that’s the person you enjoy being. There’s no need to hide that for so long. Why do we have to feel like our uniqueness and personalities are supposed to be hidden because it doesn’t suit well with “others”?