I was running away like I was the criminal. I was full of shame and guilt, running away, afraid I’d get caught. Locked in bondage, my soul had been bought. I can’t believe I’ve been so worried, full of fear, anger, hatred, towards myself and jealousy for what others had. I was constantly running, literally! From group to group, store to store, event to event, clique to clique. Never felt I quite belonged. Until now…Everywhere I go I belong, because I’ve finally not only fit inside myself but I’m exploding out. I’m Shrapnel. Leaving pieces of myself on others’ hearts and minds.