I am brave enough to say yes to this.
I’ve been sprinting away from it for 13 months.
13 moons and on Friday the 13th I was finally made to stop.
To turn around.
To face this.
To face my shame.
To dance in front of strangers who are unable to look away,
who burst into sobs when I let them see me and
when they allow me to see them.
I’m here, but
I was always here.