I don't know, I. just. don't fucking know.

So, at 43 you find out the truth. The truth of who you are. But that truth has holes and no one has answers, so what happens next?? The people around you think that you should just be you, nothing changes. But you've changed, unexpectedly. You're different somehow, but they don't see it. You're whole 'Verse is different, less shiny. Everything is.....less.

I don't know what to do with this sense of loss.

Who I am?? Do you know??

"When I stepped out to into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house I had only two things on my mind"......

I found out recently, that my dad is not my biological father. I'm breaking my own heart here. I'm destroyed and ENLIGHTENED in the same little ball of rage.

Been dealing with a separation between me and my husband. You don't need to know the details but finding us at the "Crossroads".

I found at 43 years old. I found out that I'm not who I thought I was, But I am.

I AM BEX VAN MARTER
I AM BECKY VAN MARTER
I AM TYLER
I ALWAYS WILL BE.