It’s a rare paparazzi picture* that brings tears to my eyes, but today that happened.
Seeing snaps of Ian Thorpe strolling hand in hand with his boyfriend, kissing and hugging made my heart sing.
This is a young man finally free. To be himself. To live the life he wants.
A young man who has lived with incredible scrutiny since he was 14.
A man who was forced – by virtue of his superhuman talent in a swimming pool – to navigate his sexuality in public. To have it questioned endlessly. To deny it – to himself as much as anyone else. And to have that contribute to debilitating depression.
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Oh please, spare me the hearts and flowers. Ian Thorpe did very well out of the taxpayers of Australia for all his years at AIS (I hope he is repaying some of it), then trots off to London to give a big speech damning the country which supported him.
I can get tears in my eyes too, but for a very different reason.
Agree! There is some serious mileage in being seen as a victim though isn't there. He is cashing in big time.
His boyfriend Ryan is a good old-fashioned hunk, isn't he? A real dreamboat out of the 1950s.