This article is something I have been very apprehensive about writing. I have not been forced to do this, nor do I seek the attention it may bring. In fact, at this point I feel like I am describing the life of a completely separate person; albeit someone that shaped who I am today, for better or worse. I don’t think describing my experiences in this way is something I am obliged to do, but rather, I feel like it is something I should do, on the off chance it will help someone who finds themselves in a similar position.
In 2012 I was…
