I’m a little discontent right now. I’m in that space where there just isn’t enough time to even start to get everything done. Spent most of today reformatting my work laptop and handling one crisis after another at work.

I’m a little frustrated right now. And more than a little worried. The world is becoming a much friendlier place for fags every day. But there is still so much danger. I’m thinking about this because a young gay youtuber/twitterer/internet-celebrity has vanished.

I don’t know him, or anything about him beyond what I saw in his videos or read on twitter. I’ve never spoken to him, but I admire him. I admire him for being courageous. For giving gay youth a voice and a presence. People like him give me a great deal of hope for the future. But when they vanish I begin to worry. His twitter and youtube accounts have been deleted. A quick websearch reveals that he hasn’t been seen online anywhere in about two weeks.

I know that there are a lot of reasons people vanish from the interwebs. I’ve been known to do it myself. But deleted accounts and hasty disappearing acts don’t bode well. I don’t really think he’s been brutalized. I do worry that his mother has freaked out and sent him to a reparative therapy center somewhere.

I feel as though I’ve lost something, even though it was never mine to begin with. I feel angry, and disappointed, and worried. I also feel very tired. Being upset and worried takes it out of you. Going to bed now.