Stupid thing got deleted.
my problem? If I can't accept myself, who else can? And I'm afraid I'll somehow screw up everything that keeps me sane.
I'm also and island. Until certain people understand this, it's going to cause me stress. I can't help it.
It's all Bohemian, really.
Heh, we're doing the sorrowful mysteries at Adoration. What a concept. At least somebody is listening.
