LEIGH-ARI POVI have led a life of misery and pain for as long as I could remember. I had my most precious things stolen from me and was never given a chance to live for myself from the get-go. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night screaming because life has been such a son of a bitch to me, abusing me and mistreating me so badly that at times, I believed I had a deadly curse following me around wherever I went to.But I still had things to be grateful for. Amidst the pain of loss and heavy grief, heady self-pity, and hatred, I had found love among the small circle I was blessed with. People who accepted me despite my obvious flaws, knowing damn well that they may not come out alive as long as they stayed close to me, but they stuck around nonetheless. Their presence made the pain all worth it, and with them, I knew I could recover from any kind of pain! BUT THIS…When I woke up, I was no longer in Glendale, but in Beverly Hills inside my bedroom. ALONE! I sat in utter silen
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