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his incident revealed what I was to others. I wasn’t portraying Christ through my actions, and I had run from God in order to embrace myself, or at least my idea of myself. This may sound odd coming from a guy, but I went into one of the stalls in the boys’ bathroom and let out a few tears as silently as I possibly could. I cried out to God that I was sorry, and pledged to find my way back into his will.

I suppose that the moral of this story is this: Don’t alienate yourself from the rest of the world. Your job is to befriend the world and to portray God in the process. Don’t think for one second that you have the right to be left alone. There may be someone who is genuinely interested in you, and for you to deny them the right to love you would be horrendously worse than them denying what you may see as your right be left well enough alone. Embrace the “irrelevant” people. Love them as you love yourself.