After matriculatg to medil school the fall of 2013, I was drowng. It seemed that who I was—a Black, gay man—uld not exist wh the medil system.
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'AS A BLACK, GAY PHYSICIAN, I'VE SURVIVED IN AMERI BY EMBRACG MY ANGER'
* skinny gay doctor *
A gay, Ain Amerin male, about to go to a high school dance, readg the word sent over stant msenger by two of my classmat. I'm also remd of my relatnship wh anger as a Black, gay male livg Ameri; a untry where righteo anger as a morized person n lead to your ath; a untry where simply beg born Black, simply existg wh the "wrong" sk lor n mean you don't make to, that onle msage wasn't the last time I was lled the n-word high school.
It was the same wh homophobic slurs. I hoped would be a place where I uld let go of the first weeks I was rejected om a aterny bee I was gay.