Random commentary [journal]

[kyrasantae]

Wherever I may turn, my secret weighs me down, and so do all of those other difficult truths. How will I know that I have earned enough understanding and trust that I could tell someone and not be shunned for the truth? For I am a terrible human who was meant to be punished for all of this, but could not be because I have never physically done anything wrong. People were supposed to be afraid of me, to run away from me, to call the police at the sight of me, for their kind was hunted by me. But none of this ever happened, because I could not make it happen without sacrificing the identity that would allow me to survive. And even if I acted so, in the name of justice, they would be blind to the true reason I would deliver it this way.