I fucking lied.
And I swore in a blog that my family members read.
Please note, just as my art is not an invitation to speculate on my life, my blog is not an invitation to judge me by. *mischievious grin*
My *real* problem isn't when people speculate on the issues I don't have.
It's when I address and people speculate on the issues I *do* have.
Why must we be so very naked to be true to ourselves? Or to be the best of ourselves? Or to be the best artists? I'd much rather be naked physically than emotionally. And not because I am ashamed of my life or of my soul, but because I just don't want people to assume they know me.
Confession feels good.