“He tells me, ‘Don’t write about me.’
Automatically, I say, ‘Okay.’
Only later do I think about what this means. Only later do I realize how stifling this is. Never do I set out to hurt anyone. Never do I write to be vindictive.
Still, I have a story. Am I not allowed to share that? Am I not allowed to speak it out loud?”
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