Finding Pride

A play about finding your people and recognizing that home is not always where you were born. Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Writing never left me, even when everything else did. Through the last several years of rediscovery, it was the one constant that kept me grounded, helped me process, and, honestly, I am not sure I would have survived without it. I have kept most of it to myself for a while now. But I am ready to start sharing again, to offer some insight on life, culture, and the thing

The year I made it… and started to lose it all. COVID-19 marked the beginning of when my life started to collapse. Well… the mark of the beginning of the end of my death, well, Palmer’s death, and the life I had created. The version of me that I loved. There was the version of me reserved for family. Quiet. Polite. Compliant. Loved, but only under certain conditions. And then there was my true identity. Palmer. Palmer had one goal defined by the very things that I loved about

The strange thing about starting over is nobody announces it. There is no trumpet. No confetti cannon. No polite calendar invite titled “Your Life Is About to Implode.” It happens quietly. Like a door clicking shut behind you while you’re still inside the room. I did not ask for my beginning to end. I loved my posh little life. My posh little apartment with its dramatic windows and the kind of lighting that made even takeout containers look editorial. My posh little job in At