It’s disheartening to think about people believing what they believe about me… I wonder if I’ll ever feel comfortable out in public again. They so deeply want such horrible things to be true about me. They never let me forget they’re saying them. I just don’t understand this level of cursing another human. What is out of? Spite? I’m sorry to those I’ve hurt and offended. Envy? Take this attention I so deeply detest for yourself – I’d give it to you in a heartbeat. I can’t change your.. desired and therein manifested.. perception of reality… All I can do is continue knowing what is true about myself and hope that someday I can stop letting it hurt me… It’s been so long and I’m still weak in many ways. With love over all though, I can conquer these problems. Sooner than later. So lay your world on me, then, world. Someone had to bear this cross, or else I wouldn’t be here.