Some random thoughts.

As I wander in the tunnel I dug for myself, and knowing that the light coming toward me is an oncoming train that I built, fueled, and sent toward me, I wonder if I am going to survive its impact. Somehow, no amount of bracing myself seems to be helping ...

I seem to have a high self-preservation instinct. Not only cant I kill myself, I cant even make myself go crazy properly....

Every day I pray I havent wasted my life, that somehow, something I've done will actually mean something in Eternity. If not, why be here at all?

I have an amazing support network. I cant possibly even imagine what makes so many great people want to help me, but they do. Some day, I hope to show that all that effort has actually been worth it. It would also be nice if I could "pay it forward" and do some good for someone else.

I dont often miss the sexual aspect of being in a relationship. But to have someone who thinks I'm sexy as well as a good companion wouldnt be a bad thing.

I got called "Fugly" at my daughter's school yesterday. Okay, so I wont win beauty pageants. does that mean some elementary kid can call me names? And are thy harassing my daughter?

Click Like or Love to appropriately show your appreciation for this post: