Once I'm on my own, I've got to somehow threaten or punish myself to stay out on my own and keep my family afloat and keep from going back to my parents' house with my tail between my legs.
Of course this was a horrible strategy. A positive mental attitude and appropriate medication yields much better results. Too bad it took me more than a decade of being free to even start to figure that out.
a fine and enviable madness, this delusion that all questions have answers, and nothing is beyond the reach of a strong left arm.
