Last night, I went to Beauty and Essex for an after work drink, or two. This is something rather rare for me seeing that most weeknights (Sunday through Thursday) are usually reserved for delivery, Netflix, and hopefully a trip to the gym.
The year following graduation was a bit of a lost one as I tried to finally come to terms with my new identity. But nothing really clicked until I got a job at Next Magazine. Suddenly, my world had direction.
For every teen, prom season brings up a flurry of first-time emotions. Will that dreamy boy ask me out? For gay teens, those emotions are magnified by the fact that we know deep down that dreamy boy will never ask us.