This journey into this lifestyle has brought me face to face with a lot of truths.
I can’t say how or why but it’s allowed me to see behind some of the masks we wear.
To see people for who they are. I’ve been allowed the privilege and honor.
It doesn’t disturb or scare me.
The truth can only be what it is.
And the truth is…..
Some people are damaged. Truly damaged.
Some people feel they are monsters inside.
Some people have zero self love.
Some people have been severely broken.
And my heart bleeds for them.
Because I can see that they are just human
But these are people so lost
They can’t even identify anymore
As anything beyond parasitic inside
And it makes me so sad
because I’ve never met anyone I didn’t see a glimmer of love inside
“my name is human” – Highly Suspect
We are all too complex to be just one thing. I don’t think we give ourselves enough credit in either direction.