Created more than a year ago, this series has never been shown nor was intended to be. It's too personal, too powerful. Ideas that I made to forget.
Toxic memories like these have a habit of revealing themselves in hellish detail. Always arriving unannounced like anonymous sext messages when you've forgotten what it means to be loved.
The only reason they weren't destroyed is because Robert Yoder believes these memories are true; or at least less false than my lies about them. What they really mean. The truth. But truth, like memory, is an illusion since in time it has meaning but only if the lies are consistent.