Coming

I’m coming out. I’m going to just be me. I’ve already told him everything. “I’m attracted to her” I told my husband. Why are there so many pretty women. I cannot be around them. I’m facing my demon dressed in the most appealing manner. I know it’s perfectly acceptable. It’s also acceptable to be withContinue reading “Coming”

Can I ?

Reoccurring thoughts playing in my head. Broken records suddenly being pieced together. One by one with the dollar store hot glue. Hoping that at least they can look good. Can I just be honest? May I be myself. That genuine, raw, bare, naked and blunt self. Can I just grow into who I am.. CanContinue reading “Can I ?”