I love how your writing flows, it’s always a pleasure to read and feels like my soul has been gently stroked. I relate to so much here, the least of which was that I, too, was 17 in 1997 and feeling “why isn’t anyone attracted to me?” and wondering who I would end up with. Travel expanded my brain in so many ways back then too.
Thank you for putting into words what so many of us felt/feel.
"I didn't think about how everyone I loved best loved someone else best." This line wrecked me. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece of writing. <3
I felt like I was right there with you when reading this. I knew I was gay in 1997 but it definitely wasn’t safe to be out of the closet. I listened to Tracy Chapman on repeat.
I love how your writing flows, it’s always a pleasure to read and feels like my soul has been gently stroked. I relate to so much here, the least of which was that I, too, was 17 in 1997 and feeling “why isn’t anyone attracted to me?” and wondering who I would end up with. Travel expanded my brain in so many ways back then too.
Thank you for putting into words what so many of us felt/feel.
Beautiful
This was really lovely, Heather. 🥲
"I didn't think about how everyone I loved best loved someone else best." This line wrecked me. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece of writing. <3
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Just beautiful, Heather. I savored every word and the hope that flows through this piece.
Thank you so much for writing this, Heather. I wish I didn't relate to it so much. I'm so glad we're both here and made it.
I felt like I was right there with you when reading this. I knew I was gay in 1997 but it definitely wasn’t safe to be out of the closet. I listened to Tracy Chapman on repeat.
wow! very moving and inspirational.
Beautiful insight from both of you..his in actions, yours in words.