A review by jamieruwen
Confettiregen by Splinter Chabot

hopeful sad fast-paced

4.0

Usually I find it quite weird when 20-somethings write memoirs. “What’s the point in writing a memoir when you still have at least 50 years ahead of you?”, I’d say. However, this book shows something about LGBT life that many cishet people simply don’t understand. There is your life, Before. And there is your life, After. You don’t ever really stop coming out, but that difference does exist.

Some of us have that period, when you are a teenager, a child, a student, when everybody knows, except you. What is that thing everyone seems to know about me that I don’t understand? Chabot shows this struggle of knowing-but-not-knowing, wanting-but-not-wanting, and he does it well. 

I thought a lot about my own teenaged self while reading this. I wish I could have told them it’s okay to know something but not want know it. 

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