Day Two: Boo Who?
Sharing my story is always awkward for me. People don’t know how to react. I don’t blame them. I’m still processing myself.
On one side people feel bad. They want to do something. Send me money. Words of support.
Those closest to me will feel like I left them in the dark. Others will feel I’m Fishing for sympathy or clout.
It all makes me feel awkward. I don’t Write for any of that. The only reason why I hit publish is the hope that one person out there is going through the same obscure shit.