My Not-Suicide Letter

When I walk on tile, I look down. This is partly due to nervousness, and partly due to my insistence on walking like a knight in a chess game. I don’t know why I started to do this, but I always have. Two tiles up, one tile over. If I need to turn, one…

I remember reading the final reports of the R. Kelly accusations. I read everything he did to women, both of age and underage, and I was disgusted. R. Kelly had been one of my favorite artists for years; I loved listening to his catchy R&B hooks and watching his crazy antics on Trapped In The Closet. I…

Soon I will be leaving the place I have lived for 23 years and moving to a new home, and I don’t think it’s all that’s changing for the better. I see an entirely new man when I look in the mirror, one that defies many of the philosophies I had in the past and many of the dreams I once had, and it feels…