This weekend has been the best weekend I’ve had in over a year in terms of how I felt about myself and the people I spent it with, but when I really think about it, it’s been the best weekend I’ve ever had because these feelings were real and not conflicted in any way. The love was real for everyone and the love was reciprocated – that was the difference. For the first time, I felt like a man (whatever that actually means) or maybe I just felt really confident and responsible, like I had some kind of place in society without feeling like I didn’t belong anywhere. Continue reading “Low”