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Knowing that new people are reading this kind of makes me nervous. In real life I hold back and don’t tell everyone my story. Here I let it all fly. Here I write about the real me. In everyday life I paint on my happy face and pretend that I am perfect. Really, there is quite a bit going on underneath that I don’t talk about, except to jj. This is theraputic in a non-expensive, exabitionist kind of way.

This is my truth, it may not be your truth. But to me this is real and how I see and feel about things. So there is the disclaimer.

So do not be offended, this is not meant to offend. Besides, you are a fool if you are offended by those who did not mean to offend you and and an even bigger fool if you are offended by those who did mean to.

Also, I am not looking for pity. What I am needing and wanting is self-sufficient love and acceptance of myself. That is something that others cannot help me with. It is a slow process, and I think I am making progress.