Blood, blood seems to intrigue us humans. Not only is it vital to life, but this substance carries a magical essence that binds us to each other. It connects us on a deeper level beyond the technicalities of legal rights and the necessity to survive. It links our souls, our minds, our love for each other. This connection, especially that of immediate family, is sacred.

When I was at their concerts, I felt truly free, able to be myself, and happy. When I wrote to him, I felt safe, a sense of kinship, and when he thanked me for my letters, I felt seen. So I poured my heart out. It may sound silly, but Robert and The Radios were my lifeline in those days.

"I feel such deep sadness for my younger self, surrounded by friends, yet so incredibly alone."
This is a reflection on the girl I once locked away, the memories I buried, and the quiet courage it takes to open the box again.