I am an open book. Read me

I think everyone has things that they don’t share with others. I am an open book, but I wasn’t always like that. I spent most of my life hiding my true self from the world for fear of judgement. Hiding my opinions and feelings because I realized I thought differently than everyone else. I didn’t try to fit in, I tried to slip under the radar. To hide my differences. To be invisible.
Now that I have moved out, I feel more free to be myself. Now, I want to be seen. The new people and friends I get to know see my true self, but what about my family? I don’t show them my true self because I can’t. I spent too long hiding that it’s natural now. I guess if they read this, they may learn a bit more about me.

This website is me. I write the words because I cannot say them.

An old teacher once told me to dance like no one is watching. To sing like I’m the only man alive. To write like my family is dead. I intend to do so.

Read on if you’re up for that. Thanks👍🏾