They stare, but they do not see. They judge the scarlet embroidery on my chest, yet they remain blind to the shadows within their own hearts. I wear this mark not as a brand of shame, but as a testament to my own truth.
To those who whisper in the streets: Your judgment is a heavy burden, but it is mine alone to carry. Does anyone else feel like the world is constantly trying to define you by your single greatest mistake? #Truth #BostonLife #TheLetter