22. Opening Up To People

As long as I can remember, I’ve had issues opening up to people. With my first crush, I told my friend and she betrayed that trust by telling him. It took me a long time and only until college before I felt willing enough to even start talking about boys to friends. When I was little, opinions and arguments were considered ‘disobedience’, and I was often beaten for trying to advocate for myself or, in some cases, tell my mom’s boyfriend why I didn’t think he should be around. Even telling facts was off-limits for that segment. In 6th and … Continue reading 22. Opening Up To People

21. Max

I felt betrayed. Not because this was the single most deepest conversation I’d ever had with him; but because of all of the years I spent living in denial that I could ever win his approval. – My diary entry from September 7th, 2015 (Beginning of my second year at Uni). My brother Max was the coolest guy I knew growing up. He had neat gadgets and video games, and awesome clothes. I wanted to be like him, and I remember I always tried to impress him with my knowledge of geeky things like video games and superheros and stuff. … Continue reading 21. Max

6. My Hair

Do you want people to think you’re a boy? Or that you’re gay or something? Because cutting your hair and dressing like that gives them that impression. They give you all this shit, and I’m tired of it. You’re doing this to yourself. – Max This is it; I’m writing a blog post about my hair. I used to have very blonde hair with dark roots, but then I made the decision to cut it off. With scissors. When I was 8. Let me explain. I’ve always been more of a tomboy, and I always wanted short, spiky hair like … Continue reading 6. My Hair