A Deep Dive into My Past Uncovers a Disturbing Pattern
Born a disappointment
My story in its skivvies would read like this:
I was born, grew up, got married, had two children, divorced, got a college degree, remarried, stopped drinking, found God, and lived happily-ever-after —
The End.
Now you know everything, and yet, nothing at all.
To know, the me, inside my shell, you need to hear the stories I’ve lived, meet the co-stars, listen to my heart’s response, love whom I’ve loved, and taste each teardrop.
If I could rip my heart out, for you to see, I would. I am the cliche open book, but please know, that I am not arrogant enough to believe you need to know every dust bunny under my bed. I’m confident you have your dusty secrets hiding in the dark as well.
Don’t we all?
Nevertheless, raw, truth-revealing stories help the reader shoo their revelations out into the light; as a bonus, they gain understanding for others around them. I hope to inspire the reader to look within, look beside, look back, then look forward.
