But despite loving reassurances from his family that being gay was in God's plans for him, the sensitive St. Ignatius High School freshman was mortally wounded from years of taunting by classmates. A letter to Jenine in January 1995 was written by a boy whose emotions were broiling. Sometimes I feel really really alone. It's not sad just kind of scary. . . I hope this letter doesn't make you feel down.
Sad songs keep on playing on the radio. . . .
Yeah, I am sad when I think I'm alone. I wish I was different. No I don't. I do like myself. I have this weird feeling something really big and tragic is gonna happen soon.