It was February of 2008, and I was in the deepest throes of dealing with being gay and Mormon. Probably due to the fact that I hadn't been sleeping or eating much, I came down with the flu. It wasn't a good time to get sick, and I was already feeling extremely down with life as it was.
One day a box showed up in front of my dorm room. It contained all sorts of medicines and sick/comfort foods. Each item had a sticky note attached to it with something creative written on it in bubbly writing. It was all anonymous, and I never found out who it was from. It was quite the care package and must have cost quite a bit for a college student's budget.
To this day that may be one of the nicest things anyone has done for me.
Thank you.
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Tommy, I am so glad that someone was kind in your hour of need. I hope that you realize that people love you for who you are, the kind of person you are. Everyone has struggles in life. Some are just more pubic than others. I wish everyone would remember this before they judge or condemn. I hope you are doing well in New York.
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