I'm Not Naive To The Fact That

I Actually Never Got Badly Injured - I'm Tough As Frickin' Nails.

I Wish I Was A Teenager In The 1970s.

I Am Tired Of Hiding And I Am Tired Of Lying By Omission. I Suffered For Years Because I Was Scared To Be Out. My Spirit Suffered, My Mental Health Suffered And My Relationships Suffered. And I'm Standing Here Today, With All Of You, On The Other Side Of That Pain.

When I Was 5, Someone Thought It Was Smart To Let Me Watch The People Under The Stairs. It Might Not Have Even Been That Scary, But I Do Remember Skinned People In Cages Under The Stairs And A Man Who Lived In A Wall Without A Tongue… And That’s Why I Cry After Sex.

I'm Kind Of Getting More Excited About Developing My Own Stuff, Or Getting Involved Early In Projects And Doing My Best To Make Things That I Care About Happen.