It does make me feel less alone, Victoria. And yes, the writing has been therapeutic. It’s a way to bleed out the emotions that I’ve been bottling up my whole life. Liz would be startled at the extent of them, as I am, quite frankly. I didn’t know I had all these feelings until after she died.

Truthfully, I’m a lot more now, than I ever was before. More human, deeper, more compassionate, kinder. I’m surprised at how limited I was before. But it’s often not comfortable. Especially in our cold, robotic culture. Men aren’t encouraged to have emotional lives. But it’s so much richer to FEEL.

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