The hardest thing for me to do since my mom died was to be me. How is that possible you ask? Right before she passed away 13 years ago, I can out as a gay man. The crucial time of high school where i was figuring me out was crushed by her death. I had no identity but the boy who lost in mom in a car accident his family was in. I out a pause button on me. I did what i had to do. Finish high school, tried college, didn’t finish thanks depression, got a job. Just now 13 years later am i defining who i am again. Befor the death, i was creative. I now find great joy in music, books, theatre. All things to connect me to my mom, and who i truest am. It’s blips if moments. Like last night i saw The Lion King broadway touring production and now today I feel alive when a few days ago i didn’t from working.
I am pursuing who I am.
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