I openly acknowledge this fact.
I am not all right in the head. I continue to do stupid things.
I am uncomfortable socially. I react badly.
I prefer my own company. I talk to myself.
I prefer low to high, emotionally.
My mind is constantly trying to throw me under the bus.
I understand that I can never be fixed.
I accept this as my life.
I’m not sure I want to be fixed. Even if you could fix me.
Published on January 30, 2015 11:05