I made this earlier, because it is a more powerful way of conveying how I feel about myself and how my life has ultimately turned out. When I found the image of an abandoned and decaying part of Detroit, I instantly related to it in so many ways. It could be applied to my status in life, loneliness and isolation, my depression and even my transition.
Anyway, I’m not going to ramble on like I usually do. The image is worth 10,000 words as far as my worthless story is concerned.