Monologue About Being In High School

I remember being in high school. Laying in bed every single night, until I'd fall asleep: praying. I was never really that religious but, there was something that I wanted so desperately… a boy. Just one boy, to prove me wrong; to take away all the confusion and the fear. One boy that I could fall in love with and be able to tell myself, ”I'm not gay after-all.” I know you understand, you're the one living it. This is version number 3456 of this letter. There's so much I know that you need to hear, but you and I both know the truth and even though only one of us has ever said it out loud, I know it’s the only thing you're ever really thinking about. It's the reason you feel sick before basketball practice; why you can't focus in school; and why you
I know you’d give absolutely anything to change this; I know you're hurting. All I want to do is reach through and give you a hug and let you know that everything is going to be okey. But listen to me when I say: the struggle you're going through right now is going to make you who you are; it's going to make you so strong; it's going to make you so proud. They say sadness is just the absence of happiness, the more you hurt only means the stronger you’ve ever felt love… consider yourself lucky! One day soon all of the anxiety and the sleepless nights, are going to make the sound sleep you'll have more beautiful then some people could ever understand. You're going to appreciate every, little, thing. There is one thing I believe in this world more than anything: everyone deserves to fall in love. You deserve to fall in love. And not to ruin the surprise but, you're going to. You're going to get to fall in love with a girl and it's going to feel like your heart is on fire. Listen, you're just going to have to trust me on that because there is really no words to describe