05-06-2011, 05:12 AM
I’m not addicted to anything and I try to be honest to myself and everyone. My life at this moment from an outside perspective may seem like I have everything in its place. However, I have one thing holding me back. Myself. When I think about myself a few keywords come to mind: emotional, slow, selfish, ignorant, socially awkward, disfigured, cowardly, weak minded and defective to name a few. I think therefore I am? More often I find myself thinking, “Who am I?”. The only answer I continue to come up with is, “useless”.