I was born in the hills of Eastern Tennessee where I grew up in both the country and the city. I love my home and miss my family and friends that I grew up with and still depend on, but at the age of 24 I packed up my entire life and made one of my life's dreams come true. I moved north.
After having graduated from college and worked to establish myself I was given the opportunity to move out of the reclusive south and into the welcoming north. There are many reasons I wanted to move away, like most stories... I just wanted to get to the big city and out of the slow small town of my youth.
With a bit of age and perspective I now appreciate the life I had growing up and where I grew up. I just wish it were a bit more socially liberal, and perhaps a bit less overrun with churches.
After a few years living in Central Massachusetts I was finally able to be me. To not let the truth of my sexuality be a hidden never talked about topic of shame. I was also able to grow and make my peace with my conflicted feelings and values when it comes to life and religion. And about 4 years ago I was able to finally come out again. This time as atheist.
I sometimes wonder which was harder, and I really don't have an answer. Yet.
So now here I am, learning and living. Starting to appreciate more and more just how much my parents knew and know. Life lessons that you just can't learn till you've lived them.
For now I'm learning to be me and trying to figure out how to live up to who I really am.