Wow. Three years.  Three years of nightmares. Self doubt. Self hatred. Confusion. Confusion about sexuality. About love. About men. About me.  About what I deserve. Or about what I don’t. Meaningless sex with men I don’t care about. Shying away from the ones that I do. A loss of trust. Of vocal power. A rise […]

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