In the beginning, I lied. I lied to put a shadow over my fear and painted of a life that didn’t exist. Who am I to play God? I have no business manipulating the perception of others. I have no right to speak for those who didn’t grant permission or acknowledge that I would present them in such manner. Why have I broken the laws of the land? It’s as if I was begging to show up on deaths door. As I sit here with my pills and a bottle of hell fire, I think of all the ways I could’ve been different.
For years I have maintained communication with my love, my teacher, my desire, my passion. Sasha has been an inspiration for me, I hope she can be one for you too.