People call me/I call myself Anonymous.

I see myself as only partly mentally unfit. Sometimes I do just fine. I’m a little untrusting when people get too close (in my personal space) but I usually warm up to people after I’ve had a few minutes to get to know them. Unless they suck.

If I thought you cared and you were listening, I would tell you that I’m tired. I’m exhausted of trying to appear normal.

I am struggling with avoidance. I’m having a pretty hard time looking at my issues straight on.

Something I have been keeping a secret is that I I can’t wait to spend time with my kids, but after I’m with them for a few hours, I feel like I better get away from them or I’m going to have a bad spell.

I am trying to think positive and something I’m good at is painting. And writing. And making grilled cheese sandwiches.

I love chocolate, beach air, really green trees that have lots of gnarly limbs and my husband.

I want people to know that just because I don’t make sense sometimes or I seem like I’m not paying attention to what you’re saying, I really am and I care about you. Unless you suck.

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