“I was twenty-five years old when I decided to return to the one place I never wanted to live again: my hometown. I had left Chicago at the age of eighteen, and though I had been home sporadically for holidays and summer breaks, I had done my best to get as far away from my home as possible. I had spent seven years gallivanting all over the place. Life had taken me from Michigan to Cape Town to Washington, DC. But the harder I’d tried to run away, the harder I’d seemed to run headfirst into the most wounded parts of myself. The parts who had seen too much.”
- Excerpt from The Heart Word: How I Lost It All and Found Myself