It’s been confirmed. My status. Two and you are… one and you’re not. And I got one. This was a no win situation for me mentally. Either way… i was going to find some horrid way of beating myself up for being me. Just my body’s way of pointing a finger at me and cackling the way that kid from the Simpson’s does. I feel it will be doing that for the rest of eternity. No more worrying, at least.
I have no other thoughts tonight. I just want to lay down.