Struggling to Find My Identity in the Face of Major Change
Who am I without the people I love?
It’s dawn. I’m walking east, into the muted light. It’s beautiful out here, but it’s hard for me to focus on that.
I’m uncomfortable. I feel like I’m thrumming on the inside, and not in a good way. Like I can’t bear to be in this body another minute. Like I’m going to pop right…