It’s been way too incredibly long since I’ve shared my writing, and I’ve been trying to get myself together to post here as well as on IG which I am currently obsessed with, which explains some of my long silence. I’ve been experimenting a bit with micro stories, little beats of interaction that pop up in my head while I’m doing the many many other things that I should be doing (because that’s when the writing muse comes to inhabit my brain most, when I should be doing something else *cue eye roll)
So here is the latest micro story. It’s something that I’ve heard so many times, but finally was able to put the feeling down in words. Bottom line is, you are amazing. You living your best, most awesome, healthy life should be the new normal. You shining is the absolute best thing. Don’t ever let anyone tell you different.
Read on for the micro story and send back some love when you’re done!
See you soon
“You’re bi, right? You can choose. So then why don’t you just choose to be normal?” She fired off the statement as though it were a math equation. My life, summed up in simplest terms and reduced to the most common denominator.
Inwardly, I reared back as though I had been slapped, almost feeling the stinging sensation against my cheek. Outwardly, I just blinked. I’m not even sure if she noticed the change in me. Hurt bubbled up from my gut like heartburn, and I tried to swallow past the feeling just as painful and acrid in my throat as acid reflux. Finally, my mask of composure cracked and I winced. I took a breath before I finally decided to answer.
“I did choose. This is me living, loving, being normal. Anything else would be pretend.” When I looked back into her eyes, I was never sure if she understood, the emotions within them carefully hidden behind a shade of dark brown.
But I’m sure she saw the fire when she looked in mine.