First Christmas out of my box and unwrapped.

I didn’t know during the chaotic part of my life from 1984 through 1986, that I was not safe to embrace who I was becoming. I stubbornly wanted to forge my own way. Break some of the rules I’d been following. When I look back on those years, it’s the pain of not belonging that I remember most.

A Waste of a WomanMy world was in total upheaval. My sense of self? Utterly devastated. I tried to squish myself back into the box I’d been in. No luck. I trie...