July 11, 2013
I lost the quote, but the essence was: Stand up for what matters, without support it will die. It brought invisible tears to my eyes. It makes me proud to have saved myself by standing up for authentic me. To not reshape it into something else that he could honor (which was always undefined, but never me.) Otherwise, my essence would now be dead. My shell would be going through the motions of a dead life, empty of possibilities, a dearth of interest and joy. The gray zone almost encompassed me. The invisible prison almost captured me. But I'm free.