When I finally realized, accepted, believed, that there was nothing wrong with sexuality, that there had never been anything wrong with me, I evicted the ghost of that “something” and took back my body, my sexuality.
I sat in the murky water of my shame in the basement. I wanted to get as low in the earth as I possibly could and the basement was as close to that as I could get.
One day we will find our way too but for now we are still fumbling through the darkness with trembling hands and beating hearts wondering where to place our feet next.
