After a major life event I think it is only natural to delve deeper into self discovery. I questioned myself. Silly me.

Being comfortable with myself has taken years. Almost 33 to be exact. Being comfortable makes people question me. They question Christian. They question the boy. Fair enough. I ask questions when I don’t understand something. I literally just want to understand other people. How they think. What drives them. What makes them tick. I enjoy learning about people.

I only ask that in return.

Ask me questions. Make an attempt to understand me. Talk to me and judge me later. I am literally just like who ever bothers reading this. Someone trying to navigate through this amazing crazy life we are all sifting through. My continued self discovery is my current addiction.