LizdomWisdom

Date written: July 28, 2016 Kentucky, I've realized I want to dive deeper and become more involved in the activist community of Kentucky. But first, I feel the need to apologize for being so late to the game. I've been critical of you for many years. But you have to understand, I experienced a lot of pain growing up, as you well know. I felt alienated, judged, misunderstood. For believing differently than most other Kentuckians, particularly my rural communities. Being told I needed therapy for questioning the dominant belief system. My parents having the youth minister come to my house to talk with me about why I wasn't baptized. That something must be wrong with me. Always being made to feel like something was wrong with me. Constantly having well-meaning folks say how they're praying for me, pray for my soul. It made me want to escape and left me with resentment. But I'm working through it.  'm beginning to appreciate Kentucky for it's co...

We joke that I found you under a rock in the Sourlands. Our story doesn't exist in a space of certainty. Never of us knew if this would work. You had gotten out of a deep relationship and a low point in your life only a few months prior. I had my walls up and fear about letting a romantic, intimate love in. I stumbled back and forth trying to wrap my head around your past. I never knew; I was never certain. And neither were you. Those in your life warned you not to move too fast. You eventually caught up to what they meant. Now as the newness fades and it becomes real - what are we certain of? We never knew.