March 5th, 2016

March 5th, 2016
March 5th, 2016

I suppose a little more context is in order: My family doesn’t know everything about my life or the way I conduct my relationships, so there’s some anxiety that the people close to me will be rejected by them.

But when I left Ohio, I had to explain to my family that I couldn’t live my life in a way that would make them happy. That I had to live in a way that would make me happy. And so I have. And so I do.

I love them. Dearly. But I have to live this life of mine my way.

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