This happened in 1970, when gay bars were still routinely raided.
The customers arrested during this particular raid included an immigrant with an expired visa named Alfredo Diego Vinales. This account is from the book Stonewall by David Carter.
Terrified of being deported for being homosexual, Vinales suddenly bolted up a flight of stairs....
Vinales...had tried to escape by jumping from a window...he had been impaled on six of [a fence's] fourteen-inch-long ice pick-sharp iron spikes (p.239).
A subsequent meeting of activists resulted in a pamphlet they distributed which read "Any way you look at it - that boy was PUSHED!! We are ALL being pushed" (p. 241).
While I'm not advocating that survivors should take no responsibility for their lives, I think a similar claim can be made about Bryan. I feel that no matter how Bryan died, he was driven to it by the shit that was done to him.
How many of us were drunks or druggies or had nightmares or struggled with self-esteem or any of those other sufferings we endure before we were abused? We tend to blame ourselves, but even if we aren't completely blameless, we can't take all of the blame. We had help.