You probably expected a void, or, what you assumed you thought you knew about voids, to be a little less...colorful. We get that a lot. 

But these are fragments of human connection, moments of what make us most alive, the ugliness, rawness, courage on display.

To scream out your secret, to not let it control you anymore, offers a kind of relief, we find. That's why most people come here, anyway.

You may find more in common with these stories than you thought. That maybe it's not carrying difference that's the problem, but the idea of normal in itself. 

From here, you pick a door. It's all up to you after that. 


one more thing... 


when's the last time you buried a piece of yourself so deep down, no one else, not even you, could find it?


Deep breath. Chin up. 
 
Ready?