Authentic. April 10, 2019.

Authentic. April 10, 2019.

When I don’t know who I am,

it’s hard to know what is real. 

I didn’t know myself for a long time.

A 1998 journal entry

I have a lot of friends. 

Or people who think they are friends.

They are actually acquaintances.

Because how can you be friends 

with an artificial construct? 

Soon they will know who I am

my sadness,

and they will be gone.

I was so far away from myself

Afraid to 

see myself  

know myself

to let others 

see me

know me

Afraid 

to love myself  

to let others love me

I see you, 

24 year old Nora

And I hold you with love and grace