There’s a major issue I’ve been having. Well, so many that I don’t even know how I’m still here sometimes, but writing gets me through. I will go in this way and write my way out… I started this wanting to be autonomous but now I’m not so sure. What if people try and steal my words? It’s like stealing ME. As they all keep trying to do every damn day. My dreams, visions, ideas, truths, skills, knowledge, struggles – it’s all a competition. My reputation that isn’t much, my soul, my being, my GOOD. They’ve done a really good job at it, too. Good enough for me to choose to hide behind this site.

My name is Arielle. My loves told me that I have something to say. They inspire me, accept me, encourage me, hear and see me, so here I am. It took me a minute to be brave. It’s really nice to meet you.