Thank you.

I’m a young, black, gay guy in Alabama who walked into a Waffle House with a much older white guy.

You could tell from how much we were laughing and smiling at each other that we were into each other.

So what did you do?

You left us a note thanking us for being who we are and paid for our meal.

You have no idea how much that small act of kindness meant to me, so much so that I’ve been crying happy, ugly tears ever since I got home.

So from the bottom of my heart, thank you, for making me a little less afraid to be myself in this world.