Again, the truth was right there. It stared me in the face when I looked in the mirror, shaking its recriminating finger as soon as I heard my mother’s nagging, doubting voice in the back of my mind. I knew the answer already; I just didn’t want to face it. I wasn’t reliable in most people’s eyes. I wasn’t stable or even sane as far as most of my friends and family were concerned. Hell, two of them had already called the necessary agencies and had me carted off to the funny farm!
This hits home hard….
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