
…or a moment, and wince when I think about how much he might dislike me after all was said and done. Even to this day, this chapter of my life is something that I feel like I have to explain to every new friend (or new therapist, for that matter). I’m attempting to provide the worst of myself so people understand what they’re getting into. I wish I could undo having participated in the article, or visiting that one time after I graduated…