Dear Stranger,

I tell you everything because you don't understand the context. I am what a voice, or a text or a couple of videos in your head. But I'm not real. As real as I am to myself, you don't know me, hold me here in this episode i'm spilling out onto your lap. I'm sorry but sometimes the easiest person to talk to is someone I don't know. Simply because you don't care for me and you don't know my herstory. The context is lost from the message and it's just what I have to say there. Those words make me who I am. Stranger, perhaps this helps to know the person that I am and you can begin to fill in the blanks, piece together the puzzle and I will be a figment of a person you can comprehend. Perhaps I can be real then. But now, I am just here in words on a computer screen.


Love,
Libre