Sophomore year I cried and begged my mom to transfer me to another school. It was the classes, the teachers, the “mean girls”. I never transferred, but eventually found my way out of Ravena. But damn that shit hits different when you’re 14-15 and feel TRAPPED AF.
April was supposed to be the start of my wedding month. 18 months of planning, excitement for the ceremony to be pushed to a July.. which isn’t even certain to stick. Feelin a little upsettie spaghetti today.
Happy Father’s Day to a Dad that keeps on learning and growing ❤️😭 These are some of my first memories sharing drag with my dad and they always make me so emotional, I’m so happy to have a sweet, understanding man like him in my life