Black Sheep Brainchild

Those that understand me and I don’t have to mask around. I can let my freak flag fly and they love me for it.

My friends that I can laugh and cry with. That push me to be a better human and let me rage when I can’t. Family – chosen and otherwise – who understands things change, people grow, and trauma affects us all. And who also understands that there is still joy and laughter to be had.