Frank Ocean Broke My Heart

 My life as a writer is a long and winding road up to this point. I LOVED to write as a kid. I started when I was about 8 or 9, and would write like sports articles that I didn't think anybody else would read. Shocker, people found them and read them. But I just loved to write my thoughts and feelings about what I was watching, it was a serotonin boost, before I knew what that was. As life went on I lost it a little bit, my guard went up and I lost the motivation to write, I felt as if what I had to say didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. I was just another young white voice, and there are plenty of them in surplus, so I wasn't sure I had anything else to add.  I graduated high school and was lost. Wandering aimlessly without any real plan or idea of what I wanted to do. I was enrolled in college, but felt like I shouldn't have been. I left, and didn't look back for years. I was working, as a dance teacher, construction, warehouse, and somehow found ...

 I graduated high school in 2014. This means, besides feeling much older than I actually am when surrounded by many people in my program, there is an additional bit of distance that I created with myself and the world that they have experienced. Facebook was the only beast of a social media site when I was in high school, twitter started but felt like a very niche kind of thing, me and my friends were all on there and it really felt if it was just something we all shared together. Fast forward a couple years and it absolutely exploded. So while my twitter presence is still active (I cannot help but spending hours scrolling through each and every day), I have a very distant relationship with social media. I have a tik tok, but do not post, I have an Instagram but rarely post there either (couple times a year at most). It makes me feel as if I am a wanderer in somebody else's world, it feels that these apps are not necessarily mine to claim, but I am just floating around the margins....