It is very possible I am god’s greatest hypocrite. I believe in my heart of hearts I will never be anything more than an ugly, mentally ill woman. But instead of mulling over that, I prefer to spend my time ensuring none of you folks give up on your truth. You need to live on. For yourselves. For the future generations, so they may know what it means to feel this way. That is it okay. I know how easy it is to fall into this thought pattern, and it is hell. But I am sure as shit not giving up on any of you.