I feared my truth, I feared my honesty, I feared my vulnerability, and that fear made me feel like I was forced into a corner, like I was forced into a corner and there was only one way out, and so I thought about that way every single day.
Jeg frygtede min sandhed, min ærlighed, min svaghed, og den frygt fik mig til at føle, at jeg var tvunget i et hjørne. At jeg var tvunget i et hjørne, og der var kun én vej ud, og det tænkte jeg på hver evig eneste dag.