exposing my corruption

all the boys i've loved before

I’m a visual communicator.  I learn through symbols and share my feelings the same way, even if no one understands.  I’ve been sending gifs and memes to my friends before there was a debate on how to pronounce either term.

Since I started really writing, besides my family, what I’ve written the most is my romantic failures. There’s been so many. 15 on this blog… imagine my drafts. The curse of being physically desirable, mentally unstable, emotionally starved for love and affection. Mary Karr writes that ‘the best memoirs expose the author's corruption.’ Nothing showcases mine like the men of my past.  I’ve been struggling to identify the ones that had the most impact. Because I am my mother’s son, it was through this image that my corruption came alive.

Let’s talk about it, but first, please know that there’ll be no codes, no romanticized version of what happened, no bluffs, no acts.