Who do you tell? My dear friend Nic’s lifelong messages – an ongoing journey
“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
It’s taken me a long time to begin to share my story…
For the longest while I never even thought I would.
But then I remembered what it was like. To be a small girl whom no-one believed. To be the girl who never fitted in, although she so desperately wanted to be like everyone else.
I remember how lonely I felt at school.
I remember how it felt as I tried to deny this great big part of me that seemed to only exist in fairytales and fantasies for other people.
I mean, really, who can you tell? Who will believe you?
Who do you tell when ladies in old-fashioned dresses appear in your bedroom in the dark of…
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