September 4, 2016
Who I Am Not
This is the new fucking normal, isn’t it just?
All the little silent betrayals which you catalogue as inconsequential because you’ve managed to navigate around mentioning them. Little do you realize that the reason they’re so easily discarded is because you’re not actually betraying anything: even the slightest hint of something laudable enough to betray would make them impossible to circumvent.
I needn’t play along, do I?
I remember these exact words: “None of this is who you are nor is it who you are not.”