Steep Slope

I didn't think I'd ever return to this town.

The small mountain where I grew up is full of memories, most of them are bad. Even though my homophobic parents no longer live here, coming back here always reminds me of them and all of the trauma I experienced in my childhood. All the trauma that eventually led to my abuse of drugs and crippling depression. I've overcome most of that, but it's still hard to be here.

I only have one good memory, the memory of Wendy. She was my best friend growin...