So this page is a place for me to share art, first and foremost. Some of the things I write contain secrets and vulnerable confessions that I don't feel comfortable actually publishing ever under my own real name, but I still think is good art and that I want to share. Prime example of this is the page called "The Bridges We Burned" which is an ongoing project I've been writing for for about 3 years. Originally, it was a script for a play, but I figured it actually works a lot better as a webpage.
I have a nice little cocktail of trauma, mental illness and addiction in this big ol' noodle of mine. I find it tough to talk about, or at least to talk about with emotions and vulnerability. My writing is the only medium I have in which I am actually able to communicate these big, complicated feelings. I've chosen to share this on this webpage. Though my identity remains unknown so it's definitely not as vulnerable as it could be, just bringing my art into (public) existence so it may be found by the right people feels like a step in the right direction.
As someone who is greatly inspired by playwright Sarah Kane, I share a deep affinity with art that is so raw and real that it almost makes you want to look away. Reality is unbearable sometimes. Pain can be all-consuming. Humans can be disgusting. Existence can be torturous. Of course, pointing those things out through metaphors and whatnot can be very beautiful and touching, but boy, do I love saying things as they are. Putting things into words that scare me to even think out loud. I find it such a relief to read something and think, wow, someone else out there knows what it's like. I am not alone. So I hope I can do that for someone. You are not alone. I promise.