My father always encouraged me to go my own way and think for myself, be myself, and unapologetically do what makes me happy.
It's no small matter in the course of my life events that he, in a manner that seemed done rather perfunctorily at the time, abandoned my mom and I when I was the tender age of 12.
I had an unhappy time of it as a teenager, and when I wasn't able to do self destructive things with my friends, I spent a lot of time alone. I became very comfortable in my day dreamy world of art and books, and spent long afternoons in the woods, pretending...
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