Monday, December 26, 2016


Back in 2001 I was in the grocery store and it turned out that my biological father was in front of me in the checkout line.

Out of respect to his wishes, I held back a few steps; I created some distance because I knew that I would not be welcome to greet him/sadly, I felt the need to make sure he didnt see me, since he doesn't want contact.

(I was also homeless at the time; June 2001)

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