I wish I had seen this when I was about 20. I also wish I had written it, but that's another story.

You will waste your days in wishful thinking and in your nights you will be alone. You have to come out. You have to. Not for anyone else. For you.

…Finally, to those who wish gay people would just go away, or that we can be "healed," or that God hates us, or any one of a thousand other reasons you hold onto to validate your hatred of millions of people—I don't care….I'm not supposed to hate myself for being who I am, and wanting what I want, and saying it out loud. I'm not supposed to sit in the corner quietly and pretend I'm not what I know I am.

Way to close that chapter with a bang, Lance—thank you, for this, and everything else you've given the Web. I'm sure I'm not the only one who looks forward to whatever you do next.

Oh, and me? Big ol' dyke in the house, since you asked.