I've never been very good at making friends. When I was a kid, I preferred to talk to my teachers. In high school, I made friends with my fellow theatre nerds. My technical theatre teacher, Sackman, was like a mom to me. She was there when my own parents weren't. In college, I struggled to make friends and had a lot of panic attacks about it. You'd ( Read more... )

My brain works in mysterious and interesting ways. I catch myself obsessing over a thought, sentence, or sometimes a song or memory. Like a record skipping, I will replay that same phrase or moment almost endlessly. Tonight's one of those nights. This month sits heavy with me. It's both my favorite and currently the hardest. It's the month of ( Read more... )

I've had countless accounts on here, each one cataloging a certain part of my life. They go back to the late 90's, my first girlfriend, coming out as a lesbian, battling mental illness, college, getting engaged, coming out as trans, and the countless relationships throughout those years. I have a hard time deleting things. Even my text messages ( Read more... )