Its funny how as.of tonight the 'Satanic' or stressful angry hate.ridden content in.all of.this- in.me, in the environment and in the people, has vanished.
Life seems.normal feeling again. Like.its 2002 or before. And I can plainly see my entire situation.for what.it is, realistically. Its as.if tonight I've woken up and wonder.what am I doing in these clothes?
The folly of my living as a Traveler when this persona isn't really who I.am, its not.what I wanted for life or wouldn't have.been the natural choice at.this age.
The confusion is gone, the pretending.
I can write.clearly and.think.
The torment is I know this will not last past their Passovers and Easters.
I.will continue.to be marked for deletion.
My.last hope being leaving the country after possible surgery and shots.I need.to go abroad.