The journals hold what I can’t say aloud, what I wish was true and what I fear is true. I can’t call these novels because it 's all happened in real life. I can’t call them memoirs because I write in the moment, not in hindsight. I want to share these in case they ever say something familiar, unexpected, resonant, beautiful, or true.
My aim is for you as readers to satisfy your innate curiosity and voyeuristic tendencies and to experience catharsis through feeling known and less alone in reading the pages.
All names have been changed and I've edited sparingly. All else is as I wrote it at the time. MM