My writing will tell my story. I want to speak out about my pain, struggles, desires, and learning process, to both be known to others, and to break walls and let people know they’re not alone.
A lot of times I am like a bouncing ball, here, there, all over the place, trying to be Real. Like in Alice in Wonderland, there are a thousand signs pointing in different directions. I find myself flitting this way and that, looking continually for the right way, for truth, for authenticity. For congruence, integration, wholeness.
i want to be both vulnerable and strong, and find the security which doesn’t exclude the broken places. I want to reach those who I am meant to connect with.