My mental and life was in shambles, and I continued on like it would get better. It never got better because I wasn’t better. I would sit crawled up in my desk chair looking at pictures of me and Naheim, fighting hard not to respond to his text message asking if I was awake. I knew what he wanted, and as much as sex was good with Naheim… I wanted more. Craved to be loved so hard that I felt it from my toes to my eyebrows, and with Quameer Inferno I felt that.