...knowing the right answer and having it believed. It’s a vigilant skill secrets demand.
...just radiate strength and bravery.
The kids who were, had already been folded into an adult game.
He was revolting and I was filthy.
Once again my trainer pressed his finger on the pulse. Saturday he mentioned how I once couldn't have talked to a guy like him, muscular and masculine. It’s brought up a lot and I’ve been reflecting on it. Yes I’ve come really far, but this morning I realized it was full circle. I had forgotten... Continue Reading →
I just wanted to belong, to be comfortable...
I'm finally claiming the victory.
I’ve been questioning who I’ve held myself to be after the summer of ‘73. Why have I been so willing for 40 years to paint myself as a creep? Is it just rote habit, or is punishing myself fulfilling an agenda? That contemptuous persona was defined by one episode. Only recently have I seen it... Continue Reading →
The process wasn't cathartic, it became consuming, repetitive and negative.