I am ambiguous about this. The first entry pretty much wrote itself. I guess it had been fermenting inside me for so long that I didn’t even have to think to gather the words. They were right there, waiting to be spoken.

Now, with them committed to “paper” I find myself at a loss as for how to continue. It’s been ten years. An entire decade of living somehow parallel to this truth about myself without really engaging it – and now I suddenly want to confront it head on?

How does one do that?