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I went to summer camp only once. I was 11. When I stepped off the bus the girls from my cabin asked me to sneak into the boys cabin because I "looked like a boy." I felt so alone, so out of place, so awkward. I cried constantly that week & called home obsessively to talk to Sara. 
She was so traumatized by my experience that she never went. The closest we ever came to summer camp again was camping with our family. Surrounded by our cousins who were musical and quirky like Sara and me, I felt like I could be myself.
The summers we spent with them outside in the Rocky Mountains were magical ones. This is why the @teganandsarafdn LGBTQ summer camp scholarship fundraiser to raise money to send LGBTQ kids to LGBTQ summer camp is so important to me.
I think every kid deserves to have a magical summer camp experience; to get to be outside, to get away from their parents, to meet other kids like them, and to wear collared dress shirts if that's what feels right.
Consider donating and help us give LGBTQ youth an experience they'll never forget! prizeo.com/teganandsara
