I Am The Same As The Public

My Mother Never Let On That Anything Was Wrong. She Kept Her Chin Up And Acted As If Everything Were Just Fine. So We Did Too.

Thank You For Accepting Me As I Am, With My Virtues And Defects.

I Realized Going Back And Writing And Explaining In Details The Difficulties I Had Lived Actually Became Emotional Again. It's Like Therapy But Sometimes Therapy Can Be Painful. But It's Part Of Life And Part Of The Autobiography So I'll Have To Finish It Sooner Or Later.

It Doesn't Bother Me At All That Some People Think I Am Too Outspoken.

My Ass Is Big Because A Lot Of People Have To Kiss It.