I lost my virginity to the baddest goth girl at theater camp. When I tracked her down fifteen years later I discovered just how dangerous Liz Barrer really was.
Wow, what a story. And I can relate to the digging, the endless need for information about the past. With technology it's so easy nowadays. It also makes me wonder why humans are so obsessed with old relationships. Even when we think we've "moved on" perhaps the reality is we haven't - why do we hold onto some people and let others go? This essay is so well-written and chock full of surprising nuggets. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
Epic storytelling. Poor Liz. I'm really sorry, Jonathan. I felt every obsessive, frustrating, deep dive in your search for the girl of your past, as if I were sitting next to you. The longest story I've read on here, but worth every word. Thank you.
Wow, what a story. And I can relate to the digging, the endless need for information about the past. With technology it's so easy nowadays. It also makes me wonder why humans are so obsessed with old relationships. Even when we think we've "moved on" perhaps the reality is we haven't - why do we hold onto some people and let others go? This essay is so well-written and chock full of surprising nuggets. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
So glad to hear it. Thanks for sharing!
Epic storytelling. Poor Liz. I'm really sorry, Jonathan. I felt every obsessive, frustrating, deep dive in your search for the girl of your past, as if I were sitting next to you. The longest story I've read on here, but worth every word. Thank you.