Who am I?
That's the million dollar question, isn't it?
As of right now, I am a geek. A loser. A semi-depressed, moderately underconfident lover of plants and cats. A tatted bisexual experimenter with a fear of her own vagina and of disappointing people.
I'm currently three different people in the eyes of three different sides of my life.
To Justin, I am a hard worker, a loner, a free-spirited and high intelligent savant running through the straightest path in life.
To Nate, and for the most part my family, I am intelligent, driven, conservative, happy, on top of my work and my life and my depression and curiosity.
To Miles, I'm just an experimenter. A child. I don't know what I am to him. But he can't see me as an equal.
None of these know about my relationship with the others because every side of my life I keep private. Does it drive me insane? yes.
When Josh and I broke up I thought I would have freedom, but Nate stepped in. I don't know how I feel about that. I do like him. But I realized something profound about myself. I'm bi. I have been for longer than even I even know. I told people I was but I never acted on it. Ya know why? Because I'm strange enough. I have enough weird shit happen to me to make up a lifetime of weirdness and being bi was just one more abnormal thing I couldn't handle. Especially when I know I'll disappoint mom with a girl.
Welcome to the life I'm living. As of September 21st. Welcome to the first chapter of a million short stories that I'm going to use to document my life. Welcome to dysfunction and a lot of lists. You're welcome.
