I'm really just your regular old coffee drinking, soul searching, record playing, classical singing, nature loving individual. I brake for butterflies. And sometimes, the world is just difficult.
“I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I could not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry.”