Once upon a time I took a five-month break from writing because my feelings were hurt. I had apparently decided to participate in the suppression of my Self. Serendipitously, I met a Goddess. She saw me. Does that make sense? I often feel like, despite the fact that I am in the presence of other people, they are still somehow unable to truly see me for who I am. Nothing gets past Jamie. She is the only person I have ever met in my real life to ever discover my online presence