I wish I'd had more media available to tell me this. I wish someone had known that someone like me would need to know that I was not wrong, dirty, or bad. That my feelings were perfectly normal.
This is my first ever published story, printed at Page and Spine in September of 2015. He hung in about as long as he could, Nicole reasoned. Scott had never been the forever guy. She'd known this the moment he walked into that dive bar. It was the sort of place she never went... Continue Reading →