I keep hoping I've hit rock bottom and there's nothing left to lose.
Turns out, there's a whole layer of trauma beneath the surface. I keep glossing over my own painful feelings because it eases the life of others. I'm sad. I can't keep catering to convenience. I need time to process.
There's an unbelievable amount of shame and obliviance I feel. The best I can do is try to salvage my hope and carry on.
I need to carry on.
These past few months were a lot of emotions. Mostly positive, productive, and enlightening. I haven't been in a super sexy mood since new years. Rarely posting on my OF or Twitter. Just making new co
Tonight was a wonderful night, being surrounded by Burning Man campmates. It's comforting to be in a safe space and just lose yourself a little, knowing there are people who will love and support you
Recently, I've been showing a more sincere part of myself with others. Instead of molding my responses to fit their desired interaction, I'll speak frankly about my intentions. Whether it's to go on a