I was Jackson Flynn.
Childe of Smiling Jack.
I was angry, lost, and addicted to anything that would give me a moment’s reprise from the anger and the pain.
I was a simple man consumed by politics of equality and civil rights, then thrust into a world of demons and greater powers.
I was a leader in the Anarch Movement. I demanded better of everyone around me, and most of all myself.
I was a guitarist who believed that music was the greatest healing power in this lonely World of Darkness.
I was a serial lover, gifting my heart over and over as I tried to find where it belonged.
I found that belonging with Kasserine Powell, a complicated person whose strength and passion matched my own.
I did everything I could to be the man I wanted to be, choosing Humanity over even my own existence.
I secretly feared that the things my enemies told me were right: that deep down, I was just like the tyrants I fought against.
As I move away from being Jackson Flynn, I want to take with me his willingness to love, and his conviction that goodness could be found in this world if you work hard enough.
I was Jackson Flynn, and now I am Kevin Whiteside.