I sat on the far side of the room looking at the two people I loved most in the world, him in the chair to my left, her on the couch to my right. The pain and sorrow was palpable in the room. I was 25 — a free loving hippie, flower child who sang …
Coming Out
it's not that easy, coming out of hiding. let's be real. just ask the Lady of Shallot. the reason we retreat into a safe little hiding place inside is because the world doesn't feel like a safe place to be. we aren't stupid. we know that when we are vulnerable it will be used against …
