RaeAnna + A Nerdy Lifestyle
To the man who has allowed me the safety, freedom, and unconditional love to be myself exactly as I am: I will die loving you. You’re also a huge fucking pain in my ass, and I would not change a single thing about our journey. Thank you for sticking by me as I continue to evolve and find out who I am.
It's not the first time I've driven myself to the airport. It won't be the last. But I was supposed to have a ride, instead my abandonment issues went nuts at 3:30 this morning.
I'm crumbling. All I know is that it feels like my lungs and heart are slowly being compressed in a vice grip I can’t shake. I can’t stop crying. But I can’t seem to start breathing.
Life never works out the way I think it will. I never thought I would get pregnant. I ended up losing my baby and it's father, but one came back.
I have spent thirty years ignoring that my sexuality exists, while also leveraging the shit out of it. A dissonant dichotomy, I've been avoiding completely.
I don't see what other people see when they look at my body. I see a living reminder of every horrific thing men have done to it.