147. Break the Silence:
I had to break the silence. I couldn’t hold my thoughts in any longer. It was making me sick. I could feel it poisoning my entire system and I wasn’t prepared to put up with that. Not for the comfort of others anyway.
So I wasn’t what others expected me to be. Why should I be? I wasn’t one of them. I hadn’t been brought up like them. I was me. I was an individual. I was fucking fantastic.
It was a shame I hadn’t been able to see that until now.
But the main thing was, I had.