Well Queen, try 43 yrs and counting weighed down with pain. The tricky part about healing one's self is this, the ppl, and the world carries on. And some ppl get worse and so do the times.
Saying this, about 2 months ago I was on track to begin cutting at all these painful appendages. But I stopped and i thought to myself, I used to be 100% one of the careless self centered heartless fucks. Then at 30 I found some sort of love that made me start changing my own selfmade and embedded perception of life and people. And what I cared about, or didn't. It took me from rejecting all positives and everyone. My own life didnt mean shit to me. If death was here or around, bring it let it come. Then i looked at my son Jeremiah and my daughter Bear, and got a surge through me to believe i could be more than i came from. Or what I've done. And I started to walk slowly, but towards them. And I started to see love. I started to want more of it, and I knew that I was finally giving pleasure and...