As a writer of TRUTH, I’ve discovered that it is harder to give raw truth, that feels surreal and unbelievable and sometimes doesn’t paint me in the best light or might cause someone to look at me with that look of pity I detest, than to give a sanitized version that may be more palatable to The Judgers. But I’ve learned to get familiar with the discomfort that TRUTH brings. That’s a triumph in this life filled with duplicity and faux respectability. It has become my homebase. And my feet feel solidly planted for the first time ever.