Yes I'm your Salem lil Brother now

It always surprises me who comes to stand beside you in your time of transition, change, awakening, etc. People you haven't spoken to you in a while or even people that you didn't really speak to before your revelation in your life. And vise versa, you'd be surprise at the amount of people that back away from you during your time of change. The people that you believe, wished, hoped, prayed would change with you stay where they are and you, don't necessarily move on but look at the world through a different lens. I don't like saying that people move above and beyond another person's thinking. I think we change lens just like we change glasses. The glasses are no better or no worse, but the correct prescription for the individual to see in front of them. And like glasses we can't force our glasses on anyone else saying they are better.

Anyway, I was having a conversation with my big sis from Salem College. (Salem College has a big sis/lil sis tradition where a junior takes under their wing a 1st year (freshmen for others) and guide them through their first two years of college). But like some relationships, they fade and we hadn't talked for a while. Recently we have been in contact with one another because she discovered that I was transitioning and reached out. Now while I didn't expect her to reach out to me, now I am so grateful that she did. She really has been the most supportive from afar person ever (I say afar because she lives out of state).

I was going to write more, but I think that's all the important parts.

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