They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!

I would like to stay stoned all the time, it scares me it’s so good. I would like to stay stoned every minute of every day for the rest of my life.

They don’t think “I care,” “I hurt,” or “I have feelings.” It just seems like I’m always “wrong,” always “selfish,” always “self-centered” and everything else that’s negative and destructive.

Lying - remembering beauty in truth.

I pretend I've got lots of confidence and I'm a big jock and like that but deep inside I'm a frightened, insecure, can't-make-it failure.

Maybe the new me will be different.

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.